Island Skye by Fox Brison

Author:Fox Brison [Brison, Fox]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Bold Fox Publishing
Published: 2016-09-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Skye

“A little birdy told me,” Natalie said as she leant against the bonnet of my car, “that not only were you making dinner as a thank you, but you are heading north to go food shopping?”

“Natalie! When did you get back?” I practically squealed. Hell. I sounded like I was seventeen again and asking Miss Mackie the librarian for a copy of the Well of Loneliness hoping she’d get the hint. She never did.

“About ten minutes ago. So, shopping, dinner?”

I regained some composure. “Your feathered friend is correct. You will be joining us, won’t you?” I acted indifferent, or so I thought.

Natalie’s grin told me otherwise. “With bells on. However, Sara put me on dessert duty, so I was wondering if I could beg a lift into town? Dad’s borrowed my car to play golf down in Goswick.”

After the conversation with Sara I was convinced friendship was all I was worthy of, but those misgivings evaporated the moment I looked into Natalie’s bright hazel eyes. “No begging necessary, a small charge perhaps,” I winked; oh yeah, my mojo rocked.

“I’m sure something can be arranged.” That voice. When she softened it I swear I lost all sense of… everything.

Weeelll he-llo, my libido said seductively.

She moved closer and whispered into my ear. “I missed you.” I quivered. I was now pressed tight against the car and her thigh subtly wormed its way between my legs. I groaned as she ever so slightly pushed her hips forward.

“Someone’s full of beans,” I wriggled out of her embrace before I completely embarrassed myself and forced her hand down the front of my jeans, “so you’re on trolley duty.”

“It will be my honour, milady,” she said with a bow and a sweep of her baseball cap. She stepped back and I was both relieved and disappointed.

“Get in you idiot,” I giggled and we were off, until,

“Did you check the tide times?” She asked, it appeared, innocently, but there was a slight upturning of her lips.

“Oh, hell no! I thought, hey, let’s take a chance I’m feeling reckless today; let’s see if I can wreck two cars in the space of two months!” I gave her a goofy smile, which she returned with a five million megawatt one. If the island ever needed a lighthouse she should be their first port of call. She placed a pair of aviator style sunglasses on the tip of her nose and looked over them into my eyes.

“I’m a fly by the seat of the pants kinda gal myself, Ariel.”

“Ariel!” I huffed.

“The little mermaid?”

“I know who she is,” I said, “I’m not sure I appreciate being referred to as a cartoon character.”

“A hot cartoon character,” Natalie said and waggled her mirrored aviator sunglasses.

“You’re an ass sometimes.”

“But I’m your ass,” she said softly. She looked nervous, worried her question couched as a statement had taken our mild flirtation one step too far.

“If you play your cards right.” My answer allayed any fear and warranted another of her global warming smiles. Although

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