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CHAPTER10

Jonah finished gettingready and then stepped out of his bedroom. The minute his door clicked shut, Lacy’s door opened. She had her hand pressed against her halter top with the strings dangling down her back.

“Can you help me?” Lacy turned her back to him and tipped her head to the side. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun. “I untied the knot from the store and can’t get it to hold now. I don’t want to go around flashing everyone in the club. Not my idea of fun. You know?”

“Probably not.” He cleared his throat. “You want me to tie your top?”

She nodded. “Tight. Like Superman will have to help me out of it tonight.”

He chuckled but caught a whiff of her peaches and cream scent as he reached out to grab the strings. The skin on her shoulders and back was smooth and the same tan as her legs. No sign of a bikini line lingered on her shoulders. Maybe the golden glow was natural, but the sudden urge to search for tan lines had him inhaling to calm the fuck down.

He cleared his throat and concentrated on tying her shirt and not on the smooth silky skin beneath his fingers.

“I don’t normally pick difficult outfits.” A tremor went through her as his thumb brushed across her nape. “But it’s such a good top and goes so well with the skirt. I really think Logan is going to like it.”

Mentioning Logan helped Jonah get himself under control. Lacy didn’t want him. She wanted Logan, and if Logan weren’t a complete idiot, he’d want her too. Not that he deserved her. She was definitely too good for either of them.

Jonah tied the knot and then tied it again. The backs of his fingers brushed along the nape of her neck a final time. “There you go.”

Lacy turned with those wide eyes of hers. Her lips were slightly parted. She wasn’t immune to him. He’d known that from the start, but he wasn’t the one she wanted to want. Besides it would complicate everything if he gave into the temptation she presented. They were too entangled. She was looking for forever, not just right now.

And he was an asshole who only took what was offered and then left.

He glanced down and her toes as always were bare and she still had on her frog kissing pajama bottoms. He couldn’t stop his smile.

“What? This isn’t sexy?” She grinned and twirled. “Honestly I’m tempted to wear these pants to the club. I’ll definitely be the only one wearing them. They are super comfy and when I get home, I’d just have to change tops to go to bed.”

“I already told you how I feel about your pajamas. You don’t need to dress to impress me, little bird.”

Her grin slipped a little and her cheeks flushed with color. “But I did buy a really nice skirt. It’d be a shame not to wear the whole outfit.”

He retreated and leaned against his doorframe. “Don’t let me stop you.”

“I. . . .” She looked down at her toes and then peeked up at him as she smiled tentatively. “I’ll be ready soon.”

* * *

Okay,soon wasn’t really possible. Lacy took several minutes to finish getting her hair and makeup just right. Then she had to pick shoes which was a hassle in and of itself. If she wore heels, they’d be off within seconds of being in the nightclub, but they looked really good with her outfit. If she wore flats, she’d be comfortable, but they really didn’t scream sexy.

She grabbed both and walked into the living room. “Need a man’s opinion.”

“You’re in luck. I happen to be a man.” Jonah sat on the couch with his cell phone in hand. He had on the jeans from before and a soft blue button-down shirt that made his eyes stand out even more. And those shit-kicking boots. Her insides squeezed. Definitely, a man.

“Heels or flats?” She tried on the flats and held out her hands to her sides. Then slipped on the heels and struck the same pose.

He stood and walked over pausing about a foot from her. The heels raised her up to his chin height. “We’re going for sexy over comfort?”

She nodded and bit her lip. She knew the answer for sexy but she had a small hope he’d say the flats. Flats could be sexy, right? Besides, would a pair of shoes really win over Logan? Jonah didn’t seem to care what she wore, but Logan only saw her as the company pet.

“Can you walk in those?” He put his hand on his chin thoughtfully.

She inched a few steps forward, closing the distance between them. She forgot how they pinched her toes, but she bet it looked sexy. And that was all that mattered.

She glanced up at Jonah’s face, but he had covered his lips with his fingers and his eyes were definitely more amused than impressed.

She frowned. “What?”

“The flats.” He dropped his hand from his lips, but still had a slight smirk. “Definitely.”

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