When he reached her, he kissed her hot and hard and pushed the straps of her dress down to her waist. His hands were on her breasts as he stood over her kissing and caressing her. Last night and this morning had been amazing but this was just panty-melting hot.
Skye reached around him and clasped his ass. Her fingers flexed into his muscles as she felt him reaching for the pie. She smacked his ass reflexively. “Don’t you take my pie!”
He chuckled as he held the fork out for her before yanking it away and putting it in his own mouth.
“Ugh!” Skye smacked his butt again.
“I’ll make it up to you.” His hand moved to shove her dress up her thighs as he reached for another forkful of pie.
“I told you people will do anything for our pie.”
Skye screamed at the sound of Miss Winnie’s voice. At the same time, Trent spun around as if to protect her as silence descended on the kitchen for a long moment.
“Now, I haven’t seen one of them in a long time, but I don’t quite remember them being so big. Do you, Ruby?”
“You were with the wrong men, Win. But even so, that’s mighty impressive. That’s definitely blue ribbon material.”
“Now I have a hankering for pie,” Miss Winnie said.
Skye yanked up her dress and peered around a naked Trent as Miss Winnie licked her lips.
“Yes, this peach cobbler just isn’t going to cut it. Now, where is the camera on this blasted phone?”
Trent reached for the nearest thing to cover himself, which happened to be the pie dish since his clothes were littering the kitchen floor.
“Here it is!” When Miss Ruby told Trent to smile for the picture, Skye was lost in helpless laughter.
“There!” Miss Ruby said with excitement. “That’s going to be my new banner at the bake sale. I’ll sell out in seconds and that will show Doris Jean who has the best apple pie.”
Skye leaned around Trent as Miss Ruby showed them the picture. “You know, Miss Ruby, that’s a good picture. Would you text it to me, please?”
“Skye,” Trent groaned, but then looked at it. “That is a good picture.”
“The smile you gave is the perfect touch,” Skye told him. “And nothing is exposed except the apple pie.”
“One, two, three,” Miss Winnie counted out as she leaned forward and squinted at him.
“What are you doing?” Trent asked as he used one hand to reach around and grab for Skye.
“I’m counting those little ridges on your stomach. Four, five,” she said as she got even closer.
“Don’t forget that one, Miss Winnie,” Skye said, pointing at his abs.
“Thank you, dear. Goodness. I miss being young.” She turned to Ruby with a laugh, “Remember when we all ate Kord’s grandmother’s brownies and went racing around town naked?”
Skye almost choked as she sidestepped over to pick up Trent’s jeans and hand them to him.
“Oh yes. That was the best.” Miss Ruby stopped at that thought. “You know, every time we ate those, we got naked somewhere.”
“The Main Street dash, the river float, the ghost run,” Miss Winnie ticked off. “Maybe we need to make those brownies again.”
“That’s what I’m thinking. Sorry to cut our visit short, Skye, but we see you’re in good hands.”
“Among other body parts,” Miss Winnie said on a sigh.
“Let’s get baking and then hand the brownies out to the men in town. We’ll just sit back and watch what happens.” Miss Ruby grabbed Winnie’s hand and dragged her out of the house.
“Well, that was not how I saw this seduction going,” Trent said as he zipped his pants. Skye walked over to the door and slid the side table in front of it. She reached back up and pushed her straps down slowly until she wiggled free of her dress.
“How about now?”
“I don’t know,” Trent said with a sexy grin. “I have the pie now.”
Skye made her way back to the kitchen and picked up the fork. “So, which will it be?”
The pie went flying and Skye laughed as Trent lifted her quickly and set her down on the kitchen table. “I will always pick you. Every time. Even over apple pie.” And Trent showed her exactly why he was a blue ribbon boyfriend.
23
A black extended SUV showed up at Ryker’s gate at four in the morning. It was still dark out and the air was heavy with the smell of the river and the sound of frogs and crickets. When Trent and Skye got inside, Granger, Peter, and