Page 36 of Crazy Rich Cajuns

Then he stepped back and grabbed his suitcase and headed for the door that led to the bathroom between the rooms.

She watched him saunter out of the room, cocky and clearly very pleased with himself even if he was walking away with a massive erection.

As the door closed behind him, Kennedy sucked in a deep breath and blew it out.

The guy shines his shoes, for God’s sake, she reminded herself.

But now that she knew what he could do with his tongue, he could have a shoe polishcollectionand a set of books about the history of shoe-shining and she wouldn’t care.

Bennett steppedinto his room with a full-of-himself, life-is-really-good, halfway-in-love grin on his face, he was sure.

That fact was confirmed by the, “Damn, I haven’t seen you look that happy since you talked Poppy Parsons into going to prom with you.”

Bennett realized that he should have been expecting Duke Chastain to be waiting for him.“Not true,” Bennett said, setting his suitcase to the side.“I’veneverbeen this happy.”

Duke laughed, from where he was slumped in the armchair near the window.“I’d shake your hand, but I have a feeling I know where your hands have been.”

Bennett grinned and propped himself against the headboard of his bed, kicking his shoes off and stretching his legs out on the mattress.“You’d be right.”

“So I was right not to interrupt you and the lovely Kennedy to introduce myself?”

Duke gave him a sly grin that told Bennett that his friend had a pretty good idea what he and Kennedy had been up to next door.

“Verygood call,” Bennett agreed.

“Then you’re also welcome for keeping my mother and wife from coming to say hello.”

“My mom toldyouthat Kennedy was here but not them?I suppose she was hoping they’d walk in and interrupt us.”

Duke chuckled.“Oh no, she told all of us about Kennedy.My mother’s reaction was ‘Oh, well, I can’t wait to meet her’ and she immediately started for the stairs.”

“Which means, my mother texted your mother ahead and told her she needed some reinforcements.”

“You’ve got it.”Duke grinned.“Good thing Jo was with me,” he said of his wife, Jolene.“She went rushing in with gossip about Delilah Bedford.”

“Oh yeah?What was the gossip?”

“No idea.There’s always a lot to choose from with Delilah,” Duke said.“Or she could have been making something up.Anyway, Jo’s got you.For now.Of course, you can’t keep Kennedy from my mother and Jo forever.She’s dying of curiosity.”

Bennett gave him a grin.“Why’s that?”

“She thinks she has a really good idea about the type of woman you’d eventually fall for.We have a little bet on it, actually.She wants to see which of us has to pay up.”

“What’s in the pot?”

“Romantic weekend of the winner’s choosing.”

Bennett laughed.“So you both win.”

“I might get sex out of it, but if you think spending the weekend at Broadway shows andshoppingin New York City is winning for me, in any way, you’re crazy,” Duke said.

“Your wife, who’s known me for about eight years, thinks she knows more about the type of woman I’d fall for than you would?The guy who’s known me my whole life?”Bennett asked, curious suddenly about what Jo thought was his perfect type.And if she’d gotten it right.Because he wasn’t surehe’dknown Kennedy was his perfect type until he’d met her.

“She thinks she pays more attention to that stuff,” Duke said with a shrug.

“She probably does.”

Duke nodded.“But if someone wanted to know the kind of Scotch to get you or what kind of sporting tickets to buy you, I’d nail that for sure.”

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