Romance Down Under by Tracey Alvarez

Author:Tracey Alvarez [Alvarez, Tracey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tracey Alvarez

No wandering hands or lingering kisses woke West the next morning.

Instead, the growl of an outboard motor and a male voice hollering his name snatched him from a very pleasant dream. He’d been about to do Piper on his kitchen table, so being woken by someone requesting to board The Mollymawk pissed him off no end.

What pissed him off more was the tangle of naked limbs sprawled across his body shifting away as Piper woke. She stumbled out of bed, taking the sheet with her, leaving him bare assed, his good-morning-sunshine hard-on waving.

She wound the sheet around her body and tucked the ends in the notch made by some delectable cleavage. Catching his gaze on her breasts, Piper hiked the sheet higher.

“Well?” she said in that snitty tone he’d come to adore. “It’s not like I can get Mum’s dress on before our visitor boards.”

He stretched, satisfied at the way Piper’s gaze honed in on a certain part of his anatomy. If he hadn’t recognized Noah’s voice and figured the cop wouldn’t be paying them an early visit to congratulate him on being one of the studs at the auction last night, he would’ve stormed out of the stateroom and told Noah to take a hike.

Footsteps squeaked in the hallway followed by a sharp rap on their door. “You in there, West?”

Since he and Noah and Ben were mates, Noah didn’t feel the need to adhere to the concept of receiving permission in order to trespass his cop-ass all over Ben’s boat.

“Yeah, hang on, Noah. Let me get some pants on, for Christ’s sake.” West rolled off the bed, sending Piper, who’d abandoned the sheet for his shirt, a sorrowful look.

Acres of velvety skin disappeared under his shirt as she buttoned it up. Damn. Twenty minutes and he could have her twined around him, panting and screaming his name again.

A pregnant pause from outside the door and a muffled rumble as Noah cleared his throat. “I’m sorry to wake you too, Piper.”

A blush rose from below the collar of his shirt, staining Piper’s neck a rosy pink.

“Crap,” she mouthed.

Did she really think anyone left on Oban didn’t know the score after last night’s bidding war?

“It’s fine, Noah,” Piper called out, while half bent over and flinging periwinkle stalks aside.

His shirt crept further up her thighs as she ducked down to peer under a chair. God, what a sight. West scooped up the scrap of red lace from beside the bed and dangled it under her nose before holding it high out of her reach. “Looking for these?”

Piper tickled his ribs until he relented and dropped her panties. She snatched them up before they hit the floor, hurling a look that could crack the eggs he’d planned to make her for breakfast. “You’re a funny guy, Westlake.”

“Baby, I live to make you laugh.”

“Get your pants on and go see what Noah wants.” She turned away—but not before he’d caught a glimpse of curving lips.

West grinned back and yanked on his rumpled suit pants.

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