Page 44 of June Kisses


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She glanced around her room, confused. He didn’t blame her. He’d dropped her off last night after their dinner date, only walking her as far as the entrance to the pub, where he’d given her a pretty legit good-night kiss.

She thought it had been for the benefit of the dozen or so tabloid photographers there. He knew it was for him.

“What time is it?” she mumbled, her voice husky from sleep. She was still trying to function.

“Six.”

She frowned, and for the first time it looked like she was fully conscious. “As in a.m.?”

He nodded.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“I have a key. I’ve always had one.”

Her frown was more scowl as she said, “I know that, jackass. I didn’t ask how you got in here. I asked why you’re here. In my room. At the ass crack of dawn. I’m on vacation. That means sleeping in.”

“One of the producers from a local news show called me and said they had a last-minute cancellation this morning. He was hoping you and I could make an appearance. Nothing major. We just go on and answer a few questions. Whole segment isn’t going to last more than five minutes.”

She sat up, tugging at the leg of her boxers. He was sorry she’d done that. One side had ridden up, giving him ample view of her entire thigh and the tiniest bit of her ass cheek.

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah. I thought you’d be excited. It’s that New Day Baltimore thing with the hot weather guy. You love that show.”

“Well, I do, but…what are we going to say?”

“That’s why I’m here early. I thought you could get a quick shower, then we’ll grab some breakfast, get our stories straight. Our segment airs live at nine-fifty, but the guy would like us there an hour early for makeup and to briefly go over things.”

Landon had expected her to jump right on this, but she still hesitated. “Why would you agree to this? You’re going to hate every minute of it.”

He shrugged. He was. He really was. But he knew she’d love it—even now he could see she was starting to get excited by the prospect—and it gave him the chance to further his cause. Finn and Sunnie had both mentioned that their fifteen minutes of fame would fade soon, and they were right.

Which meant Landon needed to make the most of the time he had if he hoped to achieve his dream.

He had one goal right now—and it was to win Sunnie’s heart.

That required finesse, skill and outright subterfuge. She’d never go down easy, so he would just have to trick her, seduce her into it. Last night had been a pretty hot start. He’d jerked off three times since as he recalled the way her face flushed when she came on his fingers.

Landon stood up, offering her a hand. “I figured you could do the majority of the talking.”

Sunnie obviously didn’t have a problem with that. But that didn’t mean there wasn’t a problem as she leapt out of bed and darted to the closet. “Dammit! What the hell am I going to wear?”

He chuckled, following her. After a twenty-minute discussion of her wardrobe, Sunnie went to the bathroom for a shower while he meandered to the kitchen. He was just polishing off the bagel with cream cheese he’d helped himself to when she appeared.

“I thought we were going to breakfast.”

“That was just an appetizer. Daily Grind?”

She nodded and they headed downstairs. Her uncles Tris and Ewan were sitting at the counter of the bar, having a cup of coffee, discussing last night’s ball game. They hadn’t been there when Landon arrived, which made things awkward…and potentially dangerous. Her uncles were big guys and protective of their nieces…and sisters…and wives…and daughters.

“Late night or early morning?” Tris asked.

Sunnie gave both of her uncles a quick kiss on the cheek. Now that she’d showered and dressed, she’d come fully to life, the excitement over her television interview growing by the minute.

“We’re going to be on TV,” she said, filling them in on the details—the channel, show and time. “Talking about our viral video.”

Ewan was amused by Sunnie’s enthusiasm. “We’ll be sure to watch it.”

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