Frisky Business (Chick Flick Club Book 3) by Monroe Lila

Author:Monroe, Lila [Monroe, Lila]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Publisher: Lila Monroe Books
Published: 2019-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

14

Eve

It feels weird to say, but it was the best of my mom’s weddings—aside from the first one that obviously I wasn’t at. The food was great, the wine was exceptional, and Rex seems to really care about my mother.

And, as advertised, Noah really did turn out to be the best date ever. Not just because of that screaming orgasm he delivered after the rehearsal dinner, either. We’ll call that an added bonus.

We ate, laughed, and danced well after my mother and Rex got into their luxury RV with the kitschy “Just Married” sign, tin cans trailing, and drove off for their cross-country honeymoon trip—stopping, of course, at every luxury spa between here and Miami. I wish her well. Who knows if this one will stick? But at least she seems happy enough, for now.

And as for me, I’m definitely happy . . . and nervous . . . and full of butterflies. Because I have no idea what last night’s hookup means for Noah and me.

Was it a one-time thing?

Or will I get another go-around at that delicious body—and a chance to drive him crazy this time?

We check out and load up the car, and I sneak a glance at Noah, wondering if he’s going to say anything. Or should I bite the bullet and bring up the orgasm in the room, instead?

“We haven’t seen much of the area,” Noah says casually. “And we don’t need to be back in the city until later. Are you up for some exploring? Since I’m such a . . . commendable driver.”

I laugh. His list of skills is growing by the day, that’s for sure. “Sounds good to me.”

He puts the top down as we hit the road again, and I enjoy the feel of wind whipping through my hair. We drive for a while, chatting about nothing as we take in the scenery and just enjoy the ride. Until my stomach grumbles.

Noah looks over, quirking an eyebrow. “Did you say something?”

I blush. “My stomach did,” I admit.

He laughs. “Then we better find you food before Miss Crankypants makes an appearance.”

“And you don’t want to see me when I’m hungry,” I add, mis-quoting the Hulk.

A few miles down the road, he pulls into a tiny winery neither of us have heard of. It’s some chichi French-sounding name neither of us can pronounce, but they have a restaurant, so it works for me.

We approach the maître d’ at the podium. “Hi,” I start. “Do you have a table for two for lunch?”

The woman is about eight feet tall, wearing a blue shift dress and pearls. She looks us up and down, and I swear, her lip curls in disdain.

“We’re fully booked.”

“Umm.” I look around. At least half the tables are empty. “Are you sure?”

“We can eat at the bar,” Noah suggests, but she just gives him an identically icy look.

“That won’t be possible.”

I blush. I mean, sure, we’re dressed pretty casually for the drive back to the city, but still, that doesn’t give

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