Playing With Fire (Hometown Heat #3) by Lili Valente

Author:Lili Valente [Valente, Lili]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B097NHKKTW
Publisher: Self Taught Ninja Inc.
Published: 2021-08-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Maddie

Halfway through my first whiskey sour, I sneak into my parents’ kitchen and pour the rest of the drink down the drain.

Even after only a few sips, it’s becoming obvious that if I get any more whiskey in my system, I’m not going to be able to keep myself from pouncing on Jamison in public.

He looks too good, smells too good, oozes too much raw, sensual, smolder-liciousness as he leans against the railing on my parents’ back porch, a beer held lightly between his fingers and the setting sun catching the golden streaks in his hair.

He’s straight out of a manly diet soda ad, or maybe a magazine advertisement for feminine lubricant or ribbed condoms or something naughty, but fun. He’s taken sexy to an entirely new level tonight, and my blood pressure is suffering as a result.

My man is smoking hot in a T-shirt and jeans, but in that black suit with the fitted waist and a muted silver tie, he looks good enough to kidnap and hold prisoner in my bed.

I can’t keep my eyes off of him, can’t keep from imagining all the trouble we could be getting into with that silver tie if we were back in my apartment getting naked instead of hanging out at my parents’ house, waiting for the roast beef my mother put in the oven an hour too late to finally reach a temperature that won’t give us all E. coli.

I teased Jamison about wanting a quickie, but now I’m the one feeling itchy and unsettled, and wishing I’d worked harder to convince him that showing up ten minutes late to my parents’ house is no big deal.

“Probably becoming a sex addict,” I mumble as I fetch a light beer from the fridge.

“Talking to yourself?” Naomi’s voice comes from behind me, making me jump and my breath rush out.

“Geez.” I shut the door with a laugh and turn to see her refilling her lemonade glass from the dispenser on the island. “You scared me.”

“I’m getting good at sneaking around.” She grins. “When Noelle is napping, I can walk by her room and down the hall without a single floorboard squeaking.”

“Motherhood is turning you into a ninja.”

“It is,” she agrees, glancing down at her lemonade glass before pinning me with a more serious look. “And my ninja instincts are telling me something is wrong.”

I frown. “Other than the fact that Mom has no sense of timing when it comes to cooking meat and everyone is going to be wasted by the time dinner is served?”

“Yeah, something more than that. Something more…Maddie flavored,” she says, making my heart lurch.

I should have known I wouldn’t be able to hide the truth from Naomi for long. She’s like a bird of prey, sharp and focused and not the type to let the slightest sign of activity in her surroundings go uninvestigated, not even when she’s sleep deprived and in the midst of organizing half a dozen major life events.

I’m about to spill my guts, and apologize for withholding information in the first place, when she speaks again.

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