Jake crossed the room and took Roni into his arms. “I don’t think I like you talking about Hunter’s machine, princess.”
“I’m with Dane,” Hunter said, a mischievous grin on his face. He came over and pulled Jeanette out of her chair, then sat down with her perched on his lap before he continued. “I’m real curious who won that bet.”
“Well, I fulfilled my fantasy first,” Lydia said, “so I should win.”
“No way, girlfriend. Your fantasy was a stranger. Dane wasn’t technically a stranger.” Roni smiled up at Jake and said, “that makes me the winner.”
“Wait just a second,” Jeanette piped in. Lydia watched her friend’s cheeks turn pink when everyone looked over at her. “I fulfilled my fantasy, too.”
Lydia crossed her arms and grinned. “You’re right. But technically Roni filled her fantasy first, which means I have some help cleaning Roni’s car.”
Jeanette frowned as Roni tapped a finger against her lips. “And I’m going to expect it to shine, ladies.”
Jake tugged a lock of Roni’s hair. “Then again, maybe you should be disqualified, princess, considering you didn’t come clean about the bet beforehand.”
“I thought you were on my side,” Roni grumbled.
“Always,” Jake whispered, as he stroked a finger over Roni’s lower lip.
“Come on, sweetness,” Hunter said, kissing the tip of Jeanette’s nose. “It’s time for you to get into that red swimsuit I’ve been ogling. I want to see you all wet.”
Jeanette smacked his chest. “Behave.”
“Great idea,” Dane growled, his lips kicking up at the corners. “I’m dying to see you in that little pink thing you bought last weekend. You’ve been teasing me with it all week.”
Lydia stood. Jeanette and Roni followed suit. “I’ll wear the pink two-piece, but you have to make me a promise first.”
Dane narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. “What do you want?”
“You have to help us clean Roni’s car.”
Dane cupped her chin, his voice dropping to a low whisper. “I’m going to expect payment then.”
Lydia had a sudden visual of herself tied to Dane’s bed. Her blood turned to molten lava. “That sounds fair,” she said, her voice husky.
He leaned down and kissed her. It was much too quick and left her wanting. “Go on,” he ordered, “before I forget we have company.”
Lydia forced her feet to move. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Hunter petting Jeanette’s bottom and Jake stroking Roni’s hair. Once the three of them were in the g
uestroom, closed off from the men, Lydia leaned against the door and let out a breath.
“I don’t care what anyone says,” Roni said, as she threw her satchel onto the bed. “That bet was the smartest damn thing we’ve ever done.”
Lydia looked over at Jeanette. They both grinned. When Lydia picked up the pink bathing suit, excitement raced through her veins and a sense of freedom washed over her. Knowing how Dane would react when he saw her wearing it sent a warm shiver down her spine. “Oh yeah, I’m definitely glad we made that bet.”