The Short, Hot Summer by Elizabeth Bevarly

Author:Elizabeth Bevarly [Bevarly, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stardust Romance
Published: 2018-03-02T06:00:00+00:00

Six

Preston eyed the two tomatoes sitting side by side on the kitchen counter, then took another bite of his peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich. The big cucumber likewise taunted him from nearby, and he shifted his weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other, hoping to alleviate some of the tension in his own cucum—

Oh, for God’s sake, he thought. When was the last time he’d indulged in something as adolescent as turning vegetables into sexual double entendres? Actually, thinking back, he couldn’t recall ever indulging in anything that adolescent, even when he was an adolescent. Which was probably why it had been so much fun doing it with Mamie. Well, that, and the fact that she was just so damned cute when she blushed.

He grinned when he recalled the look on her face as he told her he wanted to have her tomatoes. If she looked that scandalized at the mere suggestion of him tasting her tomatoes, he wondered how she’d look when he actually did open his mouth to savor her full, plump, naked—

He inhaled deeply and forced his gaze away from the full, plump, naked tomatoes that sat on the counter teasing him. He wondered where Mamie had run off to in such a rush. He supposed he had no one but himself to blame for her hasty departure. Still, it would have been nice if she’d hung around a bit longer and played juvenile games with him for the rest of the afternoon. It had been a long time since Preston had had this much fun.

Come to think of it, he couldn’t recall ever having this much fun. Which was doubly odd, since he hadn’t even scheduled it in.

And speaking of schedules, he thought, he’d completely abandoned his. Of course, with Jackson Butternut AWOL, there wasn’t much of a schedule to maintain. That didn’t mean Preston should simply throw his schedule away. On the contrary. He just needed to adjust it so it included his newfound priorities.

Instinctively he glanced down at his watch. 1:33. All right. He could work from there. Starting at 1:35, he would have lascivious thoughts about Mamie Calhoun. Then, at exactly 2:00 he would fantasize about her. Nothing too graphic—he’d save that for the evening hours, where it would be more appropriate, not to mention more productive—but a quarter hour…no, make it thirty minutes…of good fantasizing wouldn’t be out of place.

At 2:30, he thought, he could pencil in a snack. All that fantasizing and lascivious thinking would doubtless require refueling—he was, after all, only having a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich for lunch, seeing as he hadn’t had it in him to chop up the vegetables—it would have been inhuman. Not to mention mentally painful. After his snack, at 2:50, Mamie ought to be back from running her dubious errand. So 3:00, he decided. Was the time he would strike up a suggestive conversation. That, naturally, could go on for hours, so he’d better leave the remainder of the afternoon free. Dinner at 6:00—with Mamie this time. He

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