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I stared at her. “I’m okay. I don’t need a towel.”
“Oh yes, you do,” Belle said as her face looked pink. “Remember what I said about your t-shirt being sexy?” She pointed at my wet chest.
Gazing down, I saw what she meant. My hardened nipples were prominently displayed in all their pink glory right throughthe wet t-shirt. In fact my whole boobs were easy to see through the now wet material. With a gasp, my head shot up as I stared at her then looked over at Fate.
He bit at his lip then reluctantly looked away.
I knew he had already gotten an eyeful though. I shook my head and said, “Okay then…it’s a wet t-shirt contest.”
“If it is,” Liberty stated with a laugh as he nodded his head at me. “You won, hands down.”
Fate looked up at him then raised the sprayer hose to get Liberty right in the face.
Spluttering and stumbling back, Liberty shouted, “Hey!”
Fate looked a little angry as he kept at him with the sprayer.
Laughing, Belle grabbed the hose and took it from him. “Ok, boys that’s enough.”
Chapter Seven:Ivy League
Fate
Yeah, Liberty’s comment pissed me off. I wasn’t sure why. Maybe I didn’t like it that he got an eyeful of her too. I shook my head. Like I had any right to feel proprietary about it. I was mad at myself actually. I stared like a teen boy at his first sighting of a pair of tits. Oh, yeah…I admit it, I had been staring at her because I just couldn't help it. The woman was gorgeous and she didn't even seem to know it.
“Ok, ok,” Liberty said as he wiped water from his face. “Let’s see if we can wash more than just one vehicle.”
“Wow, that's right.” Belle nodded as she tossed him a towel to dry his face off with. “We only washed one.”
“And we never even rinsed it or dried it off,” Briget said as she tied her towel around her chest, toga style. “I suppose we should step it up and show Talon we aren't just uselesschildren.” She grinned while repeating the description he’d used.
“Aww hell, I admit it,” Liberty said. “I am a child and I like being a child.”
I chuckled. “It's about time you finally admitted it.”
“Ok well, get over it,babyboy!” Belle exclaimed as she tisked at him. “Time to grow up and get to work.” With a grin on her face, she used the hose and rinsed the SUV off.
We all got to work and dried it down, buffing it. We moved to the next vehicle which was a truck, and then a third, a smaller car. After another two hours, we’d done seven vehicles altogether.
Finally, we all headed over to the lawn chairs under the big oak and I passed drinks out. I made a point to personally hand Briget a Dr. Pepper.
Smiling, she took it and felt the bottle. “And it’s cold!” she said.
I nodded. “Not difficult. I had it in a cooler.”
Raising it up in a toast, she said, “You are a true gentleman.”
I sat down next to her and shook my head as I raised my Dr. Pepper up, tipping her battle with mine. “Nope. Not a gentleman. I stared at your wet t-shirt like I was mesmerized.” Yeah, I just admitted to it outright.
She was in mid-drink and then choked on her soda.
Concerned, I reached over to pat her on the back. “Are you okay?”
She swiped at her lip and shook her head. “Yeah, sorry about that.
“Well, I just wanted to apologize for staring like I did.” Best way to be was upfront and honest. My brother Justice was always saying that. Stay out of trouble by constantly telling it true. Now, I wasn’t sure if this pertained to dealing with women, but it probably would be the safest route to take.
“Hey,” she said with a nervous laugh. “It wasn’t your fault that I wore a damned t-shirt.” Looking over at a smiling Belle, she stuck her tongue out at her. “Yeah, yeah. I know you tried to warn me.” Briget rolled her eyes. “And there I thought a bikini top was too sexy. I learned my lesson though, didn’t I?”
