Return to You by Kate Perry

Return to You by Kate Perry

Author:Kate Perry
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: san francisco, lingerie, steamy, high school sweethearts, kate perry
Publisher: Kate Perry


Chapter Seventeen

Why was he staring at her like that? Did she have avocado all over her face? Olivia surreptitiously wiped her mouth with a cloth napkin she found in the basket.

No, he still watched her.

Refusing to let it unnerve her, she finished her half of the sandwich, pulled out a cookie, and rummaged through the rest of the basket while she nibbled on it.

At least Gran had stocked them up in style. There was an assortment of fruit, several more sandwiches, and some pastries. At the bottom were champagne flutes.

"Why not?" She picked up the wine bottle. Knowing this was her dad's contribution, did that mean Lainie bought it? The thought that Lainie could be a part of this and not say anything bugged her. A lot.

"Treat would approve," she said to distract herself as she peeled the foil off the top.

"Who's Treat?" Michael asked sharply, taking the bottle from her hands.

"A friend."

"Does Lurch know?" He popped the cork like he did it all the time.

"Stop calling him Lurch. His name is Rick." She shouldn't feel this inane smugness at his jealousy.

"I can't believe Rick would approve of his woman entertaining other men."

She really should tell him Treat was Eve's husband, but her shoulder devil prodded her into silence. "I'm my own woman, and Rick knows that." She pulled out the champagne flutes that were, of course, in the basket as well. "Though he might make an exception for you."

Michael grunted. "I'm not other men."

No, he wasn't. And—God help her—that was the problem.

He poured champagne into the glasses she held out. As he took one from her, his hand brushed hers. She cursed the goose bumps that rose on her arms. She was tempted to take a swig to calm down but then remembered the last time she used wine as an anesthetic and set her glass on the floor after a chaste sip.

"That's it?"

"Maybe later."

He shrugged. "Suit yourself."

She watched the muscular column of his neck as he swallowed and her mouth went dry. She crawled to the shelf. There had to be some bottled water somewhere.

"When do you think they're going to let us out of here?"

She looked up. If she didn't know better, she'd swear there was a touch of desperation in his voice. She must have imagined it. In the dim light of the lantern he looked exactly like what he was—a confident, virile, successful man.

Olivia frowned. "Why are you here?"

He glanced at her like she'd lost her mind. He drew it out slowly, like she was having a hard time understanding the concept. "To make a movie."

She rolled her eyes. "I know that. I mean, why Mill Valley?"

"You've asked this before."

"And I think it's time you gave me a straight answer."

"You think I haven't?"

"You always hated Mill Valley. I thought you'd cut off your nuts before you'd come back here."

"You're right." He chuckled softly. His laugh touched her deep inside where she hadn't been touched in a long, long time. He smiled ruefully. He lifted his knee and rested his arm in it.



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