“Get your boobs off of me,” Bella whispered to Jenna.
“Oh, like I can control them?” Jenna giggled.
“Shh!” Amy put her hand over Jenna’s mouth.
“Let’s get out so she doesn’t catch us.” Leanna headed for the stairs with all the girls on her heels. They were quiet as they wrapped towels around their bodies and walked along the fence line with their clothes bundled in their arms, hiding in the shadows.
Bella pressed her finger to her lips, then opened the gate as quietly as she could. They slipped out and walked along the far side of the grass up toward the cottages.
“Were we that loud?” Amy whispered.
Huddled under the cover of the trees, they stared, wide-eyed, at the beacon of light coming from Theresa’s porch. Before anyone could answer Amy, the light went off and there was a collective sigh of relief.
“Oh my goodness,” Bella snapped. “Do you think she did that just to piss us off? Like she knew we were chunky-dunking?”
“Well, you did call a truce,” Jenna reminded her. “And chunky-dunking is against the rules.”
“Whatever.” Bella stomped across the grass.
Hunter stepped off the deck, and even in the dark Jana could feel the heat of his wanton stare.
“Here comes your hunky heartthrob,” Sky whispered. She strutted past Hunter and sang, “I know all your secrets.”
“I swear she doesn’t!” Jana said with a laugh, as the other girls headed for the quad.
Hunter’s lips curved up in a smile that nearly made her towel catch flames.
“Pretty girl, do you know what kind of torture that was?” he whispered to her. “Knowing you were down there, naked and wet, and I had to pretend I wasn’t yearning for you every single second you were gone?”
Heat roared through her as he grabbed her butt beneath the towel and backed her into the darkness beside the cottage, out of eyesight of the others, and kissed herhard. His hands were everywhere at once.
“I need to be close to you,” he said between urgent kisses.
“Holy cow!” Bella’s voice carried from around the front of the cottage.
“Shh!” Amy said. “You’ll wake the babies.”
Pete and Caden’s laughter sparked a chaotic din of exclamations.
Hunter broke the kiss, leaving her bereft and trembling with need.
“We’re not done,” he promised. He kissed her quickly before taking her hand and walking around front to see what all the commotion was.
Standing in the light from the cottage window Bella stared up at Theresa’s house, her face red with anger. Amy, Jenna, Leanna, Jessica, and Sky were bent over in fits of laughter, as were their men.
“You look like Smurfs!” Grayson said.
Jana looked down at her arms and legs, which were tinged a bright shade of blue, like the other girls’.
“We’re blue!” Her eyes shot to Hunter.
He spun her around so her back faced the others, opened her towel, and his eyes blazed as he drank in her blue skin. “Man, that’s hot. Zoe Saldana has nothing on you. Come on Na’vi girl, let’s play Avatar.” He closed her towel and dragged her toward the truck, calling out a goodbye over his shoulder to the others. “I’m taking her home to wash the dye off.”
Hunter backed her up against the passenger’s side door, crashed his mouth to hers, and kissed her until her legs went weak.
“You are gorgeous.” He opened the truck and lifted her in, then came down over her, pressing all those hard muscles against her. The friction fried Jana’s brain cells. Somewhere in the darkness of lust she realized they were still parked at Seaside.
“Drive,” she panted against his mouth as his hands moved over her flesh, threatening to make her give up any remaining care about being caught.