First Position
by Prescott
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Excerpt:
“So, little
miss, want to fess up to what you were doing yesterday?”
“Well, it
depends,” she said. “Before or after, I
threw my half-naked body at Mason?”
Wesley
dropped the knife. “Excuse me?”
Tomás raised
his eyebrows and gave her a smile. “It
was just for a little while,” she said playfully.
“How little?”
Wesley munched on his biscuit.
“Not too
long.”
“How naked?”
“I told you
-- about half.”
“Which half?”
“A little of
both.”
“Both
breasts?”
“No. Top and bottom.”
“Is that
so?” Wesley took a sip of his drink,
thoughtfully considering what she’d said, like he was some kind of
philosopher. “Any action?”
“I tried.”
“How hard?”
“Pretty
hard.”
“Was
he?” Wesley grinned at Tomás and took
another bite of his biscuit.
“Shut up,”
she said blushing. “We decided it was
best to take things slow.”
“That’s too
bad,” Wesley said, and Tomás slapped his arm.
“In all seriousness, I’m happy for you.”
“Me too,”
Emory said, rising from the table with her and Tomás’ plates.
Wesley
grabbed her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Did you tell him?” Emory shook her head walking to the sink, and
Wesley shot her a disapproving look.
Tomás eyed them both curiously.
“He deserves to know!”
Tomás mouthed
to Wesley, “Know what?” Wesley shook his
head that it was none of his business.
“No lectures,
Wesley.” She scrubbed the plates. “Let me enjoy myself and Mason before I ruin
it.”
“You need to
stop running,” Wesley said.
“I’ll stop
when you stop.”
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