Blitz (Blast Brothers #3) - Sabrina Stark Page 0,71
I hadn't played it safe.
And I didn't regret a single moment.
Chapter 47
Mina
I was nestled in his arms when I heard voices in the distance. The voices were female and all-too-familiar.
Ginger and Emory.
The way it sounded, they were heading this way. I turned my face into Chase's chest and laughed against his skin. "Oh, my God."
I shouldn't be laughing.
This so wasn't funny.
It had been maybe a half-hour since we'd come down from our physical high, and we'd spent that time talking and laughing about nothing in particular, even if I had told him the story of Ginger's tiara, which she wore every Halloween, claiming it was part of her costume regardless of what she was supposed to be.
Of course, the story had seemed a lot funnier before I'd heard her voice, sounding way too close for comfort. And yet, I was still laughing. Had I no shame at all?
If Ginger and Emory came into the barn – or worse, climbed up into the loft – I was in serious danger of being found semi-naked.
With Chase Blastoviak.
I sat up and looked to Chase, lying there, looking too sexy for words. With a grin, he reached out and pulled me back into his arms. Into my ear, he whispered, "We're safe. Don't worry."
Safe? I couldn’t help but snicker. "I don't think so." Today, I'd been anything but safe.
And I've loved every minute of it.
His lips brushed my forehead. "My guess? They don't even know we're here."
"But what if they do?" I whispered. "Or even suspect that we're here? What if they're looking for us?"
"Too bad, because they're not gonna find us."
"But what if they come into the barn?"
"So what?" he chuckled. "They're not gonna come up here."
"But how can you be sure?"
"Are you kidding?" he said. "You get a look at their shoes?"
"Oh." He was right. Both of them had been wearing very high heels. There was no way on Earth they'd ever risk climbing up into the loft – not unless they were willing to risk life and limb or kick off their shoes and climb barefoot.
Knowing Ginger and Emory, either scenario seemed incredibly unlikely. Still, I'd be feeling a whole lot better if I'd been more careful in the beginning.
I whispered, "I should've closed the doors."
"If you mean the doors downstairs," Chase said, "I got 'em."
"Really? Are you sure?" I didn't remember him shutting the doors. But then again, I'd been pretty caught up in my own secret fantasies – fantasies which had since become a pretty spectacular reality.
Chase nuzzled my ear. "Trust me, I'm sure."
Desperately, I wanted to trust him. And yet, I couldn’t seem to let it go. "But what if they come in, anyway? I mean, you didn't lock the doors, did you?"
He ran a hand along the side of my face and said with all kinds of innuendo, "I will next time."
Oh, boy. Even though he was obviously joking, I couldn’t help but consider how nice it would be if there was a next time – maybe not here in the barn, but somewhere.
I'd just had the best sex of my life, and the thought of never doing it again, well, it was kind of a shame, actually.
Okay, I knew I'd have sex again.
But I wanted sex with him.
This was bad, wasn't it?
Chase whispered, "Hang on, I'll be right back."
"From where?"
He pulled away. "You'll see." And with that, he stood, leaving me lying there alone. On the upside, he gave me one heck of a view as he turned and headed toward the ladder.
Softly, I called out, "Wait, you're not going down there, are you?"
If he was planning to lock the doors now, I could only imagine how this would play out. He'd probably reach them just in time to give Ginger and Emory a view of their own.
This was the last thing I wanted.
I sat up, intending to lodge another protest. But then, Chase stopped at the ladder.
Instead of climbing down, he pulled the ladder upward.
I smiled. Oh, so that's what he was doing.
I watched in silent admiration as he backed up, taking the ladder with him as he moved. Soon, the entire ladder was up in the loft.
Man, he was smart. Or maybe just devious.
Trying not to laugh out loud, I whispered, "You've done this sort of thing before, haven't you?"
"Me? Nah." He laid the ladder near the floor's opening and turned back to face me, giving me another glorious view, this time of his front side.