She looks from me to Scarlett. “This isn’t that hard of a concept, ladies. I do it all the time.”
I laugh. Small laughter that builds. “I’m going to seduce him until he forgets he wants to break up with me?”
“Oh. I have just the thing!” She goes to her purse and pulls out a lacy, white…something. I’m not even sure.
Scarlett snatches it from her. “You were carrying this in your purse? For what purpose?”
“I got it from a bridal boutique. My next article is all about the honeymoon.” She waggles her brows.
“God, your job is awesome,” I mutter.
“Right?” She smiles.
“It is pretty.” Scarlett holds it up against her.
Leo jogs down the stairs. His steps slow and he pauses, brows lifted toward his hairline, as he takes in his fiancée holding up the white lace against her body.
“Hey,” he draws out, not taking his eyes off Scarlett.
She drops the lace, and he just keeps staring at her like he’s in a trance.
“I think we’ve made our point.” She tosses the lingerie to me. “It’s worth a shot.”
“You can thank me later,” Jade says. She grabs another white lacy number from her purse and hands it to Scarlett. “You can both thank me later.”
An hour later I head back across the street. I pull at the lacy material underneath my sweatshirt. Jade insisted I put it on before going over so I could attack him the second I see him.
I’m nervous. Not about the lingerie, but that he’s going to break up with me or say we need space before I can distract him with it. And even if it works, I can’t keep his mouth occupied forever. Or can I?
The downstairs is quiet. I head straight up to my room. The shower is going so I slip out of my jeans and sweatshirt and pull on a dress that will be easier to rip off in front of him.
Oh, God, what am I doing?
The water in the shower goes off and I check my reflection in the mirror one last time and take a steadying breath. “Here goes nothing.”
I cross through the steamy bathroom and into Tyler’s room. When he spots me in his doorway, a smile tugs at his lips. “Hey, I didn’t know you were back.”
“I just got here.” My voice shakes. I stay in my spot just inside his room.
He drops the towel from around his waist and opens a dresser drawer for clothes. Gosh, he’s beautiful. The muscles in his back and arms work as he pulls on a pair of athletic pants.
“I missed you. I got you something.” He grabs something off the top of the dresser and throws it to me.
I unfold the T-shirt to see the University of Wisconsin-Madison name and mascot on the front. “Did she decide on Madison?”
“Nah, she wants to stay close and go to the same college as her friend Grace, but we did the tour, and it seems like a great college. The tour guide even mentioned how good their education department is.”
So, this gift was to convince me to go to Madison, not celebrate Everly. My heart dips in my chest.
Tyler goes for his bed, eyeing me when I still haven’t moved.
“Everything okay?” he asks.
This is it.
I swallow down some confidence and do my best strut toward him. “Perfect.”
When I get to the side of his bed, I drop the T-shirt to the floor and then reach down and pull the dress up and over my head in a quick, swift motion.