“You’re staring again.”
I shook my head and tried to figure out what I’d been staring at … the ring on my finger, or Shane, shirtless and doing manual labor.
I’d been staring at both constantly on and off all day.
“Hmmm?” I asked Rena, tearing my gaze from Shane’s sweaty body and trying to inconspicuously wipe a little drool from the side of my mouth.
Yup, it had been Shane again.
I don’t know what was wrong with me, but ever since I’d woken up that morning and looked left to see Shane sleeping soundly beside me, my hormones had been in an uproar.
He’d looked so cute, his blond hair messy and his face completely relaxed.
I was ashamed to admit, not that I ever would out loud, that I’d watched him for a good fifteen minutes while he was unaware. I’d memorized the hills and valleys of his face, the hard muscles of his exposed chest and shoulders, and had yearned for a glimpse of those multi-faceted blue eyes.
Luckily, I’d gotten ahold of myself and snuck out of bed, got ready, and left the cabin before he woke up.
“You’re staring again,” Rena repeated, then laughed. “You don’t have to look so guilty, I stare at Jed like that all the time, especially when he’s working in his studio. He’s yours now, look all you want. Hell, you’re newlyweds, why don’t you go ahead and touch.”
She threw that down like a gauntlet, knowing I loved nothing more than a challenge.
Okay, I thought, using the fact that we needed to provide plenty of PDA to hold up the charade. Challenge accepted.
I gave her a confident smile and said, “Don’t mind if I do.”
I tossed my gloves down on the ground and stood. Gabe hired landscapers to do most of the work at the camp, but Rena had decided the counselors’ cabins needed more color, so we were currently planting flowers in pots to brighten things up.
Her artist’s eye just couldn’t allow a drab backdrop.
My eyes on the prize, I sauntered over to where the guys were working. Shane and Gabe were chopping firewood, while Jed was sanding down benches. I wasn’t sure where Dillon and Reardon were.
Leaves and sticks crunched beneath my sneakers, signaling my approach.
Shane paused, his ax dangling from one hand, and turned to watch me stalk toward him.
“Hey,” he managed, swiping his brow with the back of his hand, but that was all he got out before I put one hand on his abs and the other around the back of his neck.
I saw his eyes flare, before I closed mine and captured his lips.
It only took him a second to get on board, his free arm coming around my waist and pulling me closer. I couldn’t stop the small moan from escaping from between our lips as I opened my mouth and melted against him.
I didn’t care that it was hot and he was sweaty.
I didn’t care that my cousins and our friends were getting a free show.
All I cared about was the taste of him on my tongue and the way the hard length of him felt against my body.
When I broke the kiss, eyes still closed and struggling to catch my breath, Shane dropped a kiss on my nose and I smiled.
“That was nice,” he said, his tone soft, gruff.
I opened my eyes and looked up at him, keeping my expression light and flirty, even though it felt like there was a riot in my veins.
“I was thirsty,” I replied.
Shane’s eyes widened briefly, then he gave me a sexy grin.
“Well, that was certainly more satisfying than water.”
I flexed my hand on his abs, then took a step back, letting him go.
“See you at dinner,” I said, turning to go back to Rena.
“I look forward to it.”
I walked away with an extra sway to my hips and, when I was about halfway, I looked over my shoulder to see his eyes on my ass.
I turned back around with a satisfied grin and joined my cousin.
“Damn, girl, way to tease a man and leave him wanting more,” Serena said when I joined her. “I thought he was going to throw you over his shoulder, take you back to the cabin, and have his wicked way with you.”
My heart skipped a beat and my brain got a little fuzzy at the thought.
I want that…
I wanted Shane to have his wicked way with me. To feel those lips on other parts of my body … those hands … to be able to explore more than just his abs.
“Aww, I remember those days,” Zoey said as she walked up next to Rena. “Gabe and I were so hot and heavy we could barely keep our hands off each other. In the maintenance shed, the cabins, the lake…”
She got this dreamy look on her face and sighed.
“I remember that,” Serena said. “The first time I met you, you guys nearly drowned in the lake cause you were making out so hard.”
Zoey laughed.
“Man, I miss that. Having kids really takes the impromptu sex acts out of the equation.” Zoey’s eyes lit up. “Hey, keep everyone away from the maintenance shed for a while,” she said as she started walking toward the guys.
Serena and I looked at each other and smiled.
“Gabe, honey,” she called. “I need your help with something in the maintenance shed.”
“Sure thing, babe,” Gabe replied, dropping his ax and telling Shane he’d be right back.
He followed his wife, having no idea he was about to get lucky.
I caught Shane’s eye, then looked away, worried that he’d somehow see that I wished we were the ones about to do the dirty in the maintenance shed.
Could I risk changing everything?