Page 47 of Peaches

“Well, damn it!” I shout as he waits, thinking my wheels are still turning and they might think of something else, but my head is still only wrapped around the motion he just did and the visual it gave me.

Damn my dirty mind.

You really are sinfully distracting, Evil Grace!

He begins to walk away again and that’s when it comes to me.

“I know!” I shout, but he doesn’t stop walking this time.

“He’s in the mafia!”

At this, I see his head fall back, an annoyed groan escapes his lips as his steps take him further away and I can almost see the irritation etched on his face with his back to me.

“And, he’s got some crazy Italian name, like - Leonardo Moretti! And they’re connected somehow, but they don’t know it yet. And he’s sent to kill her.”

At that, Brett doesn’t even respond, just bends at the waist and pulls his shorts straight off his body leaving me an exquisite view of his shapely, round, perfect,I want to take a bite out of that,ass.

Are you fucking kidding me right now?

I can’t think. Hell, I can’t breathe as all oxygen seems to be stolen out of the room and I watch his fine ass swagger away towards the shower.

“I suggest you leave it. Walk away for a while. Maybe it’ll come to you,” he says as he looks at me over his shoulder, smiles and gives me a daring wink. “Besides, you better get dressed, Peaches. Grams is having a dinner party. I promised her we wouldn’t be late.”

He slams the door to the bathroom, and I about jump out of my skin. Alarmed. Aroused. Fearful that he saw just how much I was totally checking out his butt, and maybe, just maybe, trying to catch a glimpse of what else he is hiding from view. I swallow hard and tell my heart to not mix with what my mind is already thinking.

Dirty, panty drenching thoughts only Evil Grace could conjure up.

I look to my right, then to my left, as I hear the shower turn on and swallow once again over the lust that is quickly building up from my core to my throat and making me want to shout for him to come back, because, fuck, I definitely didn’t get enough of that show before the curtain fell.

Dinner?

How in the hell can I think about dinner with Brett’s father Grant and his associates, Marie and her DAR friends, and thatoh so temptinghunk of a man that’s dead set on breaking my every last restraint.

Good thing I don’t drink, or I’d be begging him to crawl into bed with me before the night is over.

One.

Two.

I close my eyes and begin my breathing mantra again. Lord knows I’m going to need all the meditating strength I can muster tonight. That is, if I’m not going to end up doing something I’ll inevitably regret once this arrangement is over.

What was it Evil Grace said about regrets again?

Suddenly, my eyes flash open and a wicked smile plays at my lips. Slipping out of my seat quickly, I dash across the room and open the closet. Pulling a little number I haven’t had the guts to wear in over two years from the back corner, and silently thanking myself for packing it just in case an occasion like this arose, I chuckle a little as I lay the coral, tight, pinup dress out on the bed.

“I’ll get dressed,Brettly,” I whisper to myself with a quick glance at the bathroom door before turning and thinking of the mess this dress might just get me in to tonight. A beautiful, heart stopping, sweaty, screaming, legs definitely spreading, mess. “This,Romeo, is where allyourdreams come crashing to an end.”

Well. Maybe not crashing. More like banging. If he’s lucky. Because yes, my mind really is that dirty. Besides, if he can put on such a sensual show and get away with it, I don’t mind if I do meet his sexyassat the same damn game.

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Grace

Besides the slightwidening of his eyes when he came out of the shower earlier - towel wrapped snuggly around his waist like only I wanted to be, his hair dripping wet and dreamy as his eyes caught mine in the reflection of the full-length mirror while I was fastening my earring in place, he has given no other sign that my appearance phases him.

Not. One. Single. Bit.

I will break Brett Beckett’s self-restraint! Just watch me!

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