Josie sighs. “Do you really want to know?”
He appears to think about it. “Never mind. I’ll just say, ‘hope it was successful’ and leave it at that.”
He salutes and then backtracks to the hall. A few seconds later, I hear a door close.
I turn to her. “On that note, I should probably go.”
“I wish you didn’t have to.”
“Believe me, I wish I didn’t have to, either. But I don’t think your brother is going to believe that we’re working overnight.”
She giggles and gets up from the desk. “Next time I’ll actually take some photos of you.”
“It’ll be easier to take my clothes off then. And then I’ll take your clothes off afterward.”
She moves sensually as she crosses the room and when she stands on tiptoe to kiss me, she makes sure her breasts brush against my chest in a slow drag. My breath comes out in a soft huff when she grabs my ass and squeezes.
There’s a glint in her eyes that I’ve never seen before as she says, “Promise?”
I think I’ve created a monster.
chapter eight
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JOSIE
I walk him downstairs. The television is on blaring a commercial at top volume but there’s no one on the couch or in the kitchen. Jamie must have left it on. Izzie is nowhere in sight.
Zack pulls his coat off the stand and shucks into it. I watch his movements, especially his mouth. Desire rises again when I realize he probably still smells like me.
“Drive safely.”
It’s a thing I’ve said to him a thousand times but suddenly seems really intimate. I’m guessing that everything is going to seem really intimate from now on. I know what he looks like naked. I know how he feels inside me. There’s no way to go back to what life was like before.
No way at all.
He crosses the room to me. Prowling is the only word for it. He’s all swagger and rolling hips and oh my is it hot as hell.
“Can I come by tomorrow?”
An enthusiastic yes is on my lips until I realize the date.
“My parents’ annual anniversary party is tomorrow night.” I grasp the front of his coat and bury my face in his neck. “I really, really, really wish I could skip it now. It’s always boring but now I’ll be thinking about what I’m missing all night!”
There’s no way I can pretend I forgot either since I know my mother will call tomorrow to remind me.
His chest rumbles beneath my cheek with his laughter. “Do you want me to come with you?”
My head shoots up. “Would you?”
“Sure, why not?”
“It’s black tie. And at the country club,” I add when he makes a so what face. “You’d be bored stiff within five minutes. I would never ask you to subject yourself to that on my behalf.”
“I’m well aware that it’ll be boring as hell. I’m offering to come anyway.” He smiles down at me, his arms circling around my back to settle around my hips.
Even though I came, loudly, several times less than an hour ago, just being this close to him already has my motor purring again. What the hell has he done to me? One evening in my bed and Zack Marshall has turned me into a sex fiend.