Page 52 of Sweet Heat at Bayside
Drake groaned, his arm snaking around her belly again.
“Hi, Hagen!” she called out as Drake sat up beside her.
“Hi, Uncle Drake! Are you having a slumber party with Serena?” Hagen looked up at Mira and said, “Mommy, can I sleep on our patio tonight? I want to have a slumber party, too!”
Mira said something to him that Serena couldn’t hear. Then she looked up at them and said, “You guys missed breakfast.”
“Sorry,” Drake called out. He leaned closer to Serena and whispered, “I’m not sorry in the least. Let’s go inside so I can feast on you.”
He kissed her shoulder, making her stomach somersault.
“Shh. Your nephew isright there.”
He pressed a tender kiss to her neck and said, “He can’t hear me.”
“But he canseeyou!”
“Okay, buddy boy, time to go,” Mira said, turning Hagen away from Drake and Serena. “See you at lunch, Serena!”
“Bye!” Hagen looked back and waved. “Maybe I can sleep on Uncle Drake’s deck tonight!”
“Not a chance,” Drake said as he brought Serena back down to the mattress and brushed his lips over hers. “Weekends areours.”
“We arenotfooling around out here in broad daylight.” She tried to squirm out from under him to escape the oral assault he was lodging with his wicked mouth, but he pinned her wrists to the mattress.
His eyes turned dark as night as he said, “Couch? Kitchen counter? Shower?”
“Yes, yes, and doubleyes!”
Several hours later, after they conquered the couch, counter,floor, and the shower, Serena realized she had no clean clothes. There was no need to pack a bag to come home when she had clothes at her cottage. She put on one of Drake’s shirts, tied it around the waist, and wore her shorts from last night.
“Aren’t you missing something?” Her panties dangled from his finger.
“I’m not wearing dirty underwear. I’ll run to my cottage and grab a pair.” Her phone vibrated. She pulled it from her pocket and read Desiree’s text. “Desiree said Violet left us a basket with breakfast on the stairs. I’m starved.”
“I’ve got a meal for you.”
She rolled her eyes. “I need sustenance. This girl’s got to keep her stamina up to keep up with our activities.”
On the steps to the apartment she found a basket filled with fresh fruit, two muffins, and a sealed pink envelope addressed to Drake. She carried it to the coffee table and handed him the envelope. “You and Des, huh? How does Rick feel about that?”
He plucked the envelope from her fingers and tore it open. After reading it, he handed the letter to her. “I think the Girl Squad is after me and Vi’s a Peeping Tom.”
She read the note as she ate her muffin.
Drake,
Deliver Serena,sated and happyto Summer House at 11:30 for awedding dress fittinghen partyfollowed bylunch in P-towna trip to the sexy-toy shop.
We’ll return her to the music shop at 2:30,and then she’s yoursfor more frickeryuntil 7:30, when we meet at the Bookstore Restaurantto get sloshedbefore enjoying the concert across from Mayo Beach.
Do not deter from these instructionsor you’ll be sorry.except for much needed frickery.
Love, Bayside Girl Squad
PS: You two horndogs might want to go inside tonight. The noises coming from your deck could drive a lonely woman crazy. Just sayin’.
Serena nearly spit out her muffin. “Oh my gosh! Do you think Violet really heard us?”
