“It’s not too late to end this,” Lewis said with a lifted eyebrow.
“I just suggested that, and she wouldn’t bite.”
“Eh, it’ll all be over soon anyway,” Lewis said dismissively.
“Yeah,” I agreed and ignored the unease that shot through me.
Natalie turned back into my side just as the lights dimmed. “That was probably the hottest kiss of my life.”
“Yeah?”
She nodded.
“How about this one?” I asked and then kissed her again. And again. And again.
Actually, the show wasn’t so bad when I got to kiss Natalie on and off through the whole thing.
Natalie
24
“Penn!” I shrieked.
I raced down the hallway and burst into the master bedroom. We’d moved my stuff in before the show, and I’d thought it would take some getting used to. But I already felt completely at home, living in this enormous master suite with Penn. I swore that it was larger than my entire parents’ house.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, appearing out of the bathroom in nothing but a low-slung towel.
I’d discovered he was the kind of guy who went for a run every morning and came back and showered. Apparently, I’d caught him at just the right time.
My jaw dropped. “Holy abs.”
“I’m going to go out on a limb and say that nothing is wrong?”
“Sorry, you are incredibly distracting,” I said with wide eyes.
“Am I now?” he asked, purposefully striding forward.
“Uh…yeah. Just look at you.”
“Me?” he asked. “You’re only wearing my T-shirt.”
I glanced down at myself and laughed. “Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. But I couldn’t find anything to wear when my agent called this morning.”
“She called? What for?” he asked with excitement in his eyes.
“She read my new manuscript and wanted to gush on the phone,” I said, bouncing up and down on the balls of my feet.
“That’s great! Are you going to submit the new book?”
“She said that she wants to start right away. That she couldn’t get enough and wants to read the rest. She thinks this is the one!”
I did a little jig, and Penn just laughed.
“You’re adorable. This is huge news!”
“I can’t believe it. I mean…it doesn’t really mean anything. Just because my agent likes it doesn’t mean that the publishers will. She liked the last two books and the sample of my road-trip book, but no one bit on anything. So…I don’t know.”
“Okay, hold on. Let’s not sour this,” he said, putting his hands on my shoulders. “Your agent loved your new book and thinks it’s the one! That’s a great feeling. We don’t have to think about the next part of the process yet. Just revel in the fact that you are clearly writing in the correct direction.”
“You’re right.” I let the negativity of future rejection fall off my shoulders.
My agent loved it. She wanted to shop it immediately. And she had only seen fifty pages. That was astronomical odds! I’d never gone out on proposal before. Super scary to think about, but I wanted to be happy.
“This is the best news I’ve had in weeks.”
“Then we should celebrate.”
I grinned and gestured to the king bed mere feet from us. “I have a few ideas for how we can celebrate.”
Penn groaned. “I want to sweep you up right now and ravish you, but…”
“But?”
“I have to go into the city for a meeting.”
“Really? Today?”
“Unfortunately, yes.” Penn veered into the walk-in closet, and I followed, waiting for that towel to drop. I arched an eyebrow at the goods. “Getting a good enough look?”
“I wouldn’t mind taking a good, long look with my mouth,” I suggested.
His dick twitched at my words. “Maybe we have time for a quickie.”
“Nope. You’re just going to have to wait until after your meeting.”
He moved into my personal space, backing me up into the closet wall. He was an Adonis sculpted out of marble and just as gorgeous. “Do I?”
“Well, you don’t have to,” I said as he stroked me through my thin panties. I tilted my head back and sighed. “I wouldn’t mind.”
“Tonight,” he said with a cocky grin as he stepped back and started to get dressed.
“Tonight…what?”
“I’ll be back tonight.”
“You want to make me wait all day for you?”
He slid into a blue-and-white button-up. “I want to have enough time to celebrate your book and to celebrate you. If I took you now, it would be three hard thrusts and a kiss good-bye.”
“I’ll take both,” I said, helping him with the buttons.
“And I’ll give you both,” he said devilishly. “Both tonight.”