The Care and Feeding of Unmarried Men by Christie Ridgway

Author:Christie Ridgway [Christie Ridgway]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
ISBN: 9780061842337
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2006-03-18T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

“Keep it Cool”

Elvin Bishop

Hometown Boy Makes Good (1976)

Nash watched Eve disappear into her bedroom, hips swaying in a confident, seductive dance. Then he quaffed the remainder of his wine and refilled the glass from the bottle she’d left on the table, trying to ignore the bead of sweat rolling down his spine. She was out to break him.

Damn woman.

Damn sexy, seductive woman. He’d done something or said something that had touched a tender spot, and now she wanted to make him pay.

After more fruitless days of trailing behind his little sister, after more days of catching maddening glimpses of oh-so-erotic Eve around the Kona Kai, days that gave him nothing else to think about but how frustrated he was and how horny she made him, he was going to let her try.

But all the points were not going to Eve in this match, as much as it was obvious she expected them to. She thought he would fall at her feet and give her the balm or the entertainment or whatever it was that she considered sex, but he wasn’t going down on his knees that easy.

Then she sashayed back through the bedroom door, and he had to bite his tongue to hold back his groan of surrender. She’d done it. She’d really put on that cursed school uniform. Eve had grown some since last she’d worn the thing. Plain white cotton strained across her breasts, and the plaid skirt’s hemline was a scandal all by itself. He wasn’t going to think about what was underneath it.

White cotton panties? Black silk thong? Nothing at all?

Oh, my God. His cock got into a shoving match with the zipper of his jeans. The fact was, she was going to kill him.

And the knowledge of it was in the sultry lowering of her lashes. In her confident stroll that was taking her closer to him. In the fact that her toenails were painted cotton candy pink.

It was the same shade as the color she’d painted her heart-shaped mouth. Her tongue sneaked out to touch the deep bow of her upper lip. “So what do you think of my outfit, Nash?”

He remembered the first occasion they’d met, that night in the bar. She’d stepped between him and Jemima then, offering herself as sacrifice to his libido, just as she was doing now. Distracting him from Jemima, that time. This time, distracting him from…what?

Standing before him, just an arm’s length away, she drew her big toe along the back calf of her other leg. The shy, yet still seductive movement only made his palm itch to spank her in an all-woman way.

“Well, Nash?” she purred.

Careful, careful. He sucked in a breath and pointed to a spot on her blouse with a finger he prayed wasn’t trembling. “You have a stain, right there, where the sleeve meets the shoulder.”

Her eyes flared open, lashes flying high. Her gaze darted down to the place he’d indicated, and she frowned.

With that, he’d changed the rhythm of the play, and she narrowed her eyes as she looked back up at him.

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