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“You’re here,” I say, stopping at the bedroom outside mine.
“Thanks,” she says, smiling as she passes me by.
I’m holding the door open, so she brushes against me as she walks into the room. A strange electric current pass through my body, and I get a whiff of her vanilla and lavender scent.
“Good night,” I say, turning away quickly.
“Good night.”
Just before I close her door, she calls me.
It’s the softest, sweetest whisper and yet sensual simultaneously.
Turning around, I look back at her. “Yes?”
“I know me being here wasn’t a part of the plan, but thanks for allowing me to come.”
“It’s no problem, really,” I say, struggling with my internal reaction to her.
There’s more to her than meets the eye, and I think I may have been wrong about my initial impression of her. Only time will tell.
She bites her bottom lip coyly and nods her head.
I close the door before I can say or do anything I shouldn’t.
I head into my room and make quick work of stripping my clothes and showering. When I finish, I head back downstairs to the kitchen to grab something to eat.
“Two weeks in glorious paradise,” Lauren moans, pulling a spoon from her mouth.
I watch as she turns it over, licking the front and the back free of the remnants of the ice cream she’s eating. Almost everything Lauren does is sexual, always has been, and always will be. She’s harmless, and I doubt she can help how she is.
It’s why Drew couldn’t resist her when we were kids. Whatever she wanted, she got where Drew was concerned. Her long, dark hair, big brown eyes, large breasts and curves had all our hormones raging at various points, especially during puberty. I don’t think we ever really outgrew our fascination with her until we were well into our twenties, and she settled down with Drew.
“Yeah, unless it turns into a murder inn first.”
Rolling her eyes, she says, “Yeah, because if Denise doesn’t kill Ty, I promise I will.”
I laugh and grab a plate from the cabinet to appease the growl in my stomach.
“You’d think after twenty years, you guys would be used to him by now.”
“Cade, if Denise and I couldn’t put up with his bullshit after two decades, I don’t know how Denise thinks she’s going to survive a lifetime of it now.”
I turn to face Lauren. “Lifetime? So, she’s mentioned marriage to you?”
“She hasn’t, but he has.”
“Is she serious about him, Laur? I mean, the guy’s been following her around like a puppy since middle school. He constantly teased and aggravated her because he liked her so much.”
Lauren digs into her ice cream again, pauses with the spoon midway to her mouth, and stares thoughtfully at me. I don’t know what’s going through her mind because her face plays out a dozen displays of emotion. Typical Lauren.
Shrugging, she finally replies, “Explains all the arguing they did. I don’t know. I guess. I mean, as serious as you can be about someone like Ty.”
“Mm,” I say before heading to the large oak dining table on the other side of the open kitchen.
Lauren comes with me and plops down in a chair beside mine, and pulls one leg up to her, planting her foot firmly in the chair against her damn near bare ass. Her shorts are so tiny that when she positions herself like that, you can see a bit of her muff, and I know she’s not wearing panties.
Lauren and I have been friends since elementary school, but I’m still a man, and it’s no surprise that I catch a boner. Not that I’d ever get involved with her because...well, that would just be all kinds of fucked up. Besides that, she’s married to my other best friend, Drew. Lauren and I wouldn’t get along, and I cherish our friendship too much to screw it up over half an hour of pleasure and five seconds of nut. We’ve had enough issues in the past and it took a lot to get over them and get back where we belong.
