Whatever Lola Wants by Niqui Stanhope

Author:Niqui Stanhope
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Publishing Group

Chapter Twenty

“Now, let’s see,” and Lola tossed him a provocative little look. “Where should we start?”

Chaz took a look around the large bedroom suite. It was a well-appointed room, done in pleasing shades of cream and mauve, and even though he hardly ever noticed these things, he couldn’t help admiring the plush beauty of the place.

He gave her half a smile and asked, “Would the bed be too conservative for you?”

Lola grinned. “Oh, do you think I’m a wild woman? Is that it?”

Her words brought the smile flickering in his eyes into full life. “Well, let’s just say that I’d be really surprised if it turned out that you were ever the head of the local PTA.”

Lola stepped out of a shoe and then shuffled off the other with the ball of her heel.

“Are you saying that you don’t think I could be the head of the local PTA?”

Chaz sat on the bed. “I don’t think I’d better answer that one. I have a feeling that this poor country boy may have blundered into some dangerous territory.”

Lola propped both hands on her hips. “You, Mr. Kelly, have a whole lot to learn about me. But,” and she moved a hand slowly up the inner swell of her thigh and then back down, “I’m very willing to teach you.”

Chaz laughed. “Really?”

“Uhm-hmm.”

He leaned back on his elbows, perfectly willing to let things unfold as they would. He had spent way too many years doing the right thing. Trying to think in the right way. But somehow, somewhere along the way, he had lost his true self. And now through this wild and very freaky woman, he would regain at least a little piece of the man he used to be. The good piece of the man he used to be.

He watched her through slitted eyes as she went about the room, busying herself with different things. Music. A little Luther turned down low. Lights. Soft pink and easy on the eyes. Butter … What?

He sat up. “Are we having more food?”

Lola trilled a silvery laugh. “In a manner of speaking. Take off your shirt. Slowly,” she said as his fingers went immediately to pick at the buttons. She watched the long blunt-tipped fingers as they slid from one button to the next. Jesus, but she was going to enjoy this in so many different and unusual ways.

“Stop,” she instructed as his hands went to the silver-headed belt buckle. “Pull your shirt open so I can see your chest.”

“Bossy woman.” But he did as she asked. “Now you,” he said.

She smiled and asked, “What do you want to see first?” And for a brief moment, something about the way her lips tilted upward in that very saucy manner caused Chaz to struggle with elusive memory.

“I’ll let you choose this time.”

Lola reached behind her for the half zipper expertly hidden in the seams of the dress. She pulled and then rolled both shoulders out of the fabric. Gravity took the garment to her trim waist and she let it slide.

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