Page 73 of Nothing to You
Male voices carried down the hall.Not clear enough to be heard word for word, but loud enough to herald their arrival.
“Let’s find out,” she whispered, knowing exactly how it would play out.
Rourke and Zairn came into the kitchen.As Zairn peeled away to head for Roxie, Rourke’s focus was the fridge.
“Did the beer come?”he asked.
“I love you, Boy Scout,” she called out, leaning away from the island.
“Yeah, I love you too.Did the beer come?”
She shared a smile with the surprised and confused women.Zairn was frowning too.Yep, they were a conundrum.
“Will the world crash to a halt if our super special imported beer didn’t show up?”
“It didn’t?”His concern turned her around, just to laugh at him, but that was allowed.“You’re screwing with me.”
She gasped.“Me?I would never do that, baby.”His hand was already on the fridge handle.“Open it and see.I haven’t checked.”And hadn’t even thought to.The fridge wasn’t high on her priority list.“These lovely ladies were already drinking when I got here.”
“What a surprise,” Zairn said, kissing the top of Roxie’s head.
“Lilya has a friend for you in Boston, Boy Scout,” she said, raising the rim of her glass to her lip.“She thinks you’d be perfect together.”
“Nah, no, no, I don’t think so,” Rourke said, popping the cap off a beer bottle.Good, his foreign treat was there, maybe now he’d relax.“No more long distance anything.It’s much easier to discipline a woman when you can spank her into submission.”
Jane gasped and Roxie put an arm around her in a half hug.“Don’t worry, honey.I’m sure Roux spanks him back.”
“No, he enjoys it too much.I go straight for the CBT.”
Roxie’s mouth opened like she got it, Jane’s confusion deepened.“Isn’t that like a mental health therapy thing?”
“Yes,” Roxie said, pronouncing her nod.“That’s exactly what it is, honey.Talk therapy.”
“Guess we know what Knox isn’t into,” Lilya murmured.
These ladies were funny.Despite being different in so many ways, their friendship worked.Opposites could attract in all walks of life.
Rourke’s hand landed on her shoulder and kept going, sliding under her neckline to fondle her chest.“Are we going out tonight?”
Good grope.Yep, there were no words for what they were.
“I don’t want to go out tonight,” she said.“I want to have sex in the pool.”
“Before dinner or after?”
“Don’t they always say you shouldn’t swim on a full stomach?”
“Swim?What the hell kinda sex do you want to have?We’re not fucking dolphins.”
“You won’t be fucking anything with that smart mouth.”
He kissed the top of her head.“Better I fuck yours.”
“And who’s hungry?”Roxie asked, slapping both hands on the counter to hop off her stool.
TWENTY-FOUR
“ARE YOU SCARED?”
