Page 37 of Just One More Moment

“He belongs to the groundskeeper who lives in a house on the property. To hear him tell it, this guy loved to hop when he was a puppy.”

“Like a pogo stick,” she said, understanding.

“You’re not afraid of him,” an unfamiliar voice said.

She turned to see Dex had walked out of the house, joining them. Raven preferred Remy’s looks but Dex was a handsome man. From what the press said, women loved him and being a playboy jock, Dex loved them right back.

“Raven, right?”

She nodded. “Hi, Dex.”

“What are you doing here?” Remy asked, pulling a suitcase out of the truck.

“Nice way to greet me, asshole. Good to see you too,” Dex said with a grin on his face.

Remy rolled his eyes.

“I have big meetings next week and I decided to take a couple of days to unwind.” Dex unconsciously put a hand on the dog’s big head as he spoke.

Remy took another, smaller suitcase out of the SUV, hit a button and the back door lowered and latched. “Do you think you’ll take the job?” He turned to Raven. “Dex has been offered a major network broadcasting gig for Sunday Night Football.”

“That’s amazing.”

Dex merely shrugged, humble. “I need to decide how I feel about the travel before I accept or not.”

“That makes sense,” she murmured.

“Find an apartment?” Remy asked.

He laughed. “I need to decide where I want to live. Uptown, downtown, midtown.”

“Jesus. I don’t get why you let your place in the city go. At least you’d have had a home base.”

“I have Dad’s house and he’s happy to let me live there. Besides, this way if I hook up with someone, it has to be at their place. It’s easier for me to get out the next morning instead of having to make them leave. It’s not always easy to be me.”

Raven grinned.

“This guy,” Remy said with a shake of his head. “Now, can we go inside? It’s freezing.”

They trudged up to the house, the dog following close behind.

Dex stopped. “Go home,” he said to the big, black dog.

After giving him a soulful look, the dog bounded off, for home, she assumed. “He’s well trained.”

“Brian takes in dogs and trains them, too. The grounds are big enough. Let’s get going. Remy’s got thin blood,” Dex said.

Remy smacked him lightly on the head and they all headed inside.

Raven glanced around, taking in the rustic feel of the cabin-like house that featured modern accessories and amenities. Despite the huge property and the idea of so many surrounding homes, Raven felt at home here.

She pulled off her jacket and laid it over the tallest piece of luggage. The guys did the same, stripping off their jackets. Remy wore a sweatshirt and a pair of faded jeans that she’d already noticed clung lovingly to his ass. An ass she liked to squeeze when he was on top of her and thrusting deep.

She cleared her throat. “Is it okay if I wander and check out the house?” she asked, eager to get away.

“Make yourself at home,” the man who starred in her dirty dreams said. “I’ll hang out with Dex for a while.”

Relieved Remy hadn’t noticed the heavy flush on her cheeks, she nodded and took off to check out the massive house, leaving the men alone.

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