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“I thought we told you about Amy’s sexy romp,” Bella added.
“I think I’d remember Kitten getting tied up,” Sky teased.
There was a knock at the door, and they all gasped.
Amy peeked out the bedroom window. “He’s here, andooh la la, he looks yummy.”
They stumbled over one another to fit through the bedroom door.
“I feel like I’m in high school.” When Sky opened the door, her heart nearly stopped. She was vaguely aware of sounds of appreciation coming from behind her. She’d seen Sawyer wearing jeans, shorts, and completely naked, all of which were enough to make her go a little crazy, but she’d never seen him look like this. His broad shoulders were even more powerful in a black dress shirt tucked neatly into a pair of dark slacks, opened at the top to reveal a smattering of chest hair.
His eyes took a slow drag down her body, making her feel hot and electric at once. He touched her hand as he kissed her. The scent of his cologne embraced her, and when he spoke, it was like she was hearing his voice for the first time, sending her stomach into flurries.
“You look gorgeous,” he said with an easy smile. “You ladies look gorgeous, too,” he said.
“Thank you,” they said in unison.
Sky glanced over her shoulder at the girls and caught sight of the basket sitting on the table. Somehow it didn’t seem as pressing now as it had earlier. She didn’t want to get into a serious conversation about poems right now. Did it really matter if he was the P-town poet? Not enough to sidetrack what was sure to be a lovely evening.
“They were just leaving,” Sky said.
“Right,” Bella said, but she made no move to leave. “What’s the plan? Can’t you clue us in on your secret date?”
Sky shooed them toward the door. “Come on, my marriedandpreggers friends. Stop drooling over my man and prying him for information.”
The girls wished them a fun evening and filed out the door in a gaggle of whispers.
“Sorry. I think when we all get together we turn into teenagers.”
“I wish I’d known you as a teenager,” he said in a voice that could melt butter. “Then we’d have had even more time together.”
Chapter Fourteen
SAWYER PARKED IN front of Undercover, a bar overlooking the beach in Truro. Sky had never been there before. Sawyer helped her from the truck and said, “Okay, sweet summer Sky, it’s time for you to get to know another side of Sawyer Bass.”
“Should I be worried?”
“Maybe so,” he teased as he held the door open for her. They stepped inside the dimly lit bar. “You don’t mind meeting a few of my friends, do you?”
“I would love to, as long as I don’t have to watch them fight.”
With a hand on her lower back, he led her past booths and tables that were filled to the brim with happy customers. They crossed the crowded dance floor to a booth by the bar.
“Songbird!” a guy with white-blond hair yelled from behind the bar.
“Hey, Colton.” Sawyer waved and slid into the booth beside Sky.
“I guess you come here often?” she asked, glancing at the guy behind the bar, who ran a hand through his hair, flashing a number of tattoos on his left arm.
“That’s Brock’s younger brother,” Sawyer said. “He owns the place.”
She studied Colton’s face a little more closely. His cheeks were chiseled and much narrower than Brock’s, and while Brock’s eyes had been intense, Colton’s were a soft blue, with a gentler look to them.
Sawyer draped an arm over her shoulder and pulled her in closer. “I know I should probably wine and dine you to make up for my lack of a more acceptable career, but—”
“Hey.” She could tell by the lightness of his tone that he was kidding, but she still felt compelled to clarify. “I didn’t mean that your career wasn’t acceptable toanyone.”
He pressed his lips to hers. “I know. I just want you to get to know all of me, including the people I hang out with.”
