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"Something like that."
"I think that's very touching."
I rowed twice more before saying, "My team isn't thrilled, but my grandparents said to follow my instincts. That passion projects are also fine as long as they don’t break the bank."
She smiled. It was a bit wobbly. "I think that wanting to keep someone's memory alive is commendable. Even if you just hold onto the section for yourself, that's fine. You should do it."
“It does have readers," I said. It wasn't the dead end everyone thought it was. “I’ve been thinking about this—that the focus should be on the person whose biography we are writing. There is still a strong market for it, judging by the biographical books that come out every year. It just needs to be attached to a celebrity, which we haven't done before. Usually, we’ve taken the historical angle, writing about past presidents and such, keeping it more educational. But I'm getting ideas on how to change this up."
She grinned, shimmying in the seat. “I think that’s a great idea. And Spencer, I’m here to inspire you any time."
The lake was surprisingly empty. I assumed a lot of people would be taking advantage of the weather, but the less traffic, the better. The lake was our oyster, so to speak.
Penny aimed her phone at me, holding it still.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Sending a picture of you to Taylor.”
“Bragging about me, huh?”
“Oh yeah. What I wouldn't give to have some chips or popcorn,” she said after putting her phone down.
"You're hungry?"
"No, just so I can enjoy the view.” She repositioned to look at me. ”That’s better."
I laughed. "What's one thing got to do with the other?"
"It all makes sense to me, trust me. It's just very hard to explain."
"Fair enough, then don't."
"The sun is a bit hot though, isn't it?" she asked. "We should put on sunscreen. I want to apply some to your face; scoot over so I can come closer."
I put the paddles in the boat, wiggling my eyebrows. "You can sit in my lap."
Laughing, she rose to her feet. The boat immediately started to move from left to right.
"Holy shit!" Penny exclaimed, but I grabbed her firmly by the waist, steadying her. She gripped my shoulders.
"You're safe, babe. You can relax. You're with me."
"Huh, I didn't fall. That's good."
I patted my lap. "Sit down."
She sat sideways on my thighs, licking her lips. I kissed her the way I’d intended to do at the house and then again in the shop. I congratulated myself on waiting, because if I’d started at the house, we would never have left. If I did this at the store, we would've made a spectacle of ourselves. I couldn't hold back. I needed to explore her. I needed her warmth, her cries of pleasure. I needed her. I'd been restless ever since I left my grandparents’ house, but now I finally felt at ease. I felt at home.
I pushed my hand under her dress and up her thigh. With a flash, I realized this wasn’t a good idea. No matter what I did, this wouldn’t be comfortable for her, and I didn’t want to tip us over into the murky water.
Her pleasure and well-being would always be my number-one priority. She groaned, pushing her hips slightly forward. Fuck. She wanted me to touch her, and so did I. I couldn't have her here, but that didn't mean I couldn't make her come. I brushed her clit with my thumb, and she moaned against my mouth. I deepened the kiss, moving my finger over her panties in slow cycles. Then she gasped, pulling her head and her hips back.
"Spencer," she murmured, "we can't do this here."
"I just want to make you come, beautiful."
"No," she stammered. "We're not completely alone."
