It took a minute to clear my head, but the warm water managed to wash the fog from my brain. I replaced those evil memories with thoughts of how this would play out.
I pulled on a pair of shorts, a T-shirt, opted to go without shoes. I wasn’t quite sure what a rich boy’s wardrobe looked like, but I figured that didn’t matter a whole lot in this scenario.
I opened my bedroom door so I could hear the girls when they came in. When I heard Everly’s lyrical laugh, I went to the hallway, watched as they moved around the living room, chatting away. Everly was right. I seriously doubted those outfits were anything a maid worth her salt would wear. The halter accentuated Everly’s beautiful breasts, while the teeny-tiny skirt barely covered her cute little ass. Her midriff was bare, and I suddenly wished Ian and Isaac would find a way to have her wear something similar on a daily basis.
The thought made me smile.
Heaven danced around the room, teasing the tops of the furniture with a feather duster, though I knew she wouldn’t find a speck of dirt. The maids who actually knew how to clean had come and gone, efficiently covering every inch of this place earlier that morning. But the girls were doing a good job of setting the scene.
I went to the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of water while they continued the ruse in the other room.
“Who are these people, anyway?” Heaven asked, still chattering away.
Everly turned. “I don’t know, but have you seen the son?”
“Who is he?”
I fought the urge to laugh, realizing they were seriously in character, chatting about the pretend rich boy.
“Don’t know, but he’s hot.” The dreamy look on Everly’s face had me believing she based that on her true feelings. It warmed me inside.
“Well, well, well.” I propped my shoulder against the wall, eyed them with heated interest as I turned the water bottle cap between my fingers. “What have we here?”
“We just need a few more minutes, sir,” Heaven said, almost dismissively, before she looked over, paused. Her eyes sparked with heat and interest.
“Don’t mind me,” I told them, walking into the living room and flopping down on the sofa, ensuring they saw me ogling them. Granted, my attention was more focused on Everly, but in an effort to set the scene, I included Heaven every now and again. I happened to enjoy role-playing. Mainly because it allowed me to get out of my own head for a while. Gave me a chance to explore the world in ways I’d never done before.
Everly went with the shy, innocent demeanor, something a lot of people assumed about her.
Granted, she looked the part, was incredibly sweet, but there was a hellcat underneath the facade, one who knew what she wanted and didn’t care who knew. She was secure in her own skin, knew her self-worth. I appreciated that about her.
Heaven, on the other hand, had self-doubts cast on her by that asshole of an ex-boyfriend. I’d watched the guy belittle her with words disguised as jokes. She often let them roll off, but I’d seen how they hurt her. A few times, I’d wanted to punch the guy, but it hadn’t been my place. I wondered, as I sat there, why I’d ever thought that. Heaven was my friend. She deserved people to take care of her.
Everly moved around the room, stopped directly in front of me to lean over the coffee table, gave it a slow swipe with the feather duster. My eyes locked on her ass, peeking out from beneath that skirt.
I reached up, allowed my hand to brush the back of her thigh. Rather than play the role of shock and dismay, she tossed her hair over her shoulder, gave me a heated look.
“You’re a naughty boy, aren’t you?” Her voice was low, seductive.
“Don’t forget lonely,” I teased, continuing to eye her exposed skin.
“Aww. You poor thing. What’s a boy to do left all alone in this big house?”
I smirked. “I can think of a few things.”
“Yeah?” She stood, walked past, her leg brushing mine. “It has been a long day.”
Heaven, dusting a high shelf on the entertainment center, stared back at us.
“What about you?” I asked her.
“What about me?” Her words were whisper-soft, hesitant, not in tune with her character.
“You need a little relaxation time?”
She grinned, her lashes fluttering. “What did you have in mind?”
I nodded toward the backyard. “I’ve got a pool. Maybe you’d like to get … wet.”
Everly played coy. “We didn’t bring swimsuits.”
“No clothing allowed,” I told them.
Heaven walked around behind the sofa, her nail grazing my shoulder. “Are you suggesting we get naked?”
I gave a casual shrug. “Up to you.”
In a bold move that I’d come to expect from Everly, she came over, forced the foot I had propped on my knee to the floor before she straddled my legs.
