Sleepless in San Francisco by Ryan Field

Author:Ryan Field [Field, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Erotica, Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781607772217
Google: QLDWqmbJ8bQC
Amazon: 1607778440
Publisher: Ravenous Romance
Published: 2009-08-19T12:00:00+00:00

Then the front door slammed shut and Lisa shouted, “Is anyone home?”

Jonathan stepped back fast and Ed turned to the sink. Ed leaned forward and

pressed his body against the cabinet and said, “We’re in the kitchen.” He had to hide his

erection. He wasn’t wearing underwear and he’d pitched a full tent in the camouflage

shorts.

* * * *

But fifteen minutes later, when Jonathan was driving the two of them in the SUV

to Market Street, Lisa said, “I noticed something strange back at the house. Maybe I

shouldn’t mention it, but I’m curious.”

Jonathan was driving, and they were heading over to The Flat Iron Building so he

could order Sees Candies and have them sent as Christmas gifts to friends back in New

York. “What did you notice?” he asked. Had she seen Ed’s erection? Maybe she’d seen them kissing. He felt a lump in his throat and he swallowed back hard. He didn’t care if

she knew, but Ed would be furious.

She adjusted her seat belt and turned to face him. “Well,” she said, “when we

were walking out of the kitchen, I saw a wet handprint on the back of your pants. And Ed

was standing there with wet hands. I was just wondering how you got a wet handprint on

the middle of your butt.” She sounded casual and relaxed, but she was leaning forward on

the edge of the seat, with her elbow on the center console and her chin in her palm.

Jonathan smiled. “Would you believe me if I said I backed into Ed’s hand by

mistake?”

She shook her head and said, “No.”

“Would you believe me if I said that Ed was trying to kill a bug and he slapped

me there without thinking first?” He gave her an innocent look and added, “A really big

bug.”

“Ah no, I wouldn’t. I’m not a fucking idiot, Jonathan.”

He clicked the turn signal and pulled to the side of the road. Then he looked her in

the eyes and asked, “What would you believe?”

“C’mon, Jonathan,” she said. “Give me some credit. I’m a woman. I’ve seen the

way you two look at each other. At first I thought I was reading too much into it, but last

week I stopped by the house on my way to pick Noah up from school and I saw Ed

nailing you to the garage wall. I ran back to the car so fast, I almost broke a heel.”

Jonathan squinted and made a face. He thought he’d heard a car door slam that

afternoon, but he and Ed had just found out about the AIDS tests and Ed had been so

eager to get into his pants that Jonathan could barely concentrate on anything else around them. Ed had practically grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out to the garage,

and all he’d wanted to do was spread his legs and close his eyes. Ed had been planning

this—he had lube in his pocket and a full erection between his legs. He’d pushed him up

against the garage wall, yanked down his pants, and shoved his erection into his body so

fast Jonathan thought he’d lost his hearing.

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