fun and games to the shower, indulging in the sexiest version of doggy style she’d ever experienced on the floor of his bedroom, followed by a nap.
Kellan was still dozing next to her, so she took the opportunity to study him. She had always thought he was handsome, though she had never told him so. The man had an ego the size of California. He didn’t need her telling him that he was hot. He knew it.
He was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome with his dark brown hair and almost black eyes. He clearly made good use of his pool, given his tan, and the gym, given his six-pack. God, she didn’t think any real-life man had a chest like his. She had always believed those sexy muscles were reserved for movie stars and male models.
Of course, Kellan used his looks and charm and intelligence to entice one woman after another to his bed. He was the complete package, and he wielded his superpowers of seduction with deadly precision.
It was hard to fault the man for his past affairs when she was so obviously benefiting from his experience. She’d never had a man take her over so completely in the bedroom.
Kellan knew exactly what to say and how to touch her to keep her body at a constant simmer. All he had to do was turn the heat up the slightest bit and she was boiling, ablaze, lost in a haze of steam and bliss.
If she weren’t so sexually satisfied, perhaps she’d be stressed out about the fact she had spent the better part of the last twenty-four hours rolling around in bed naked with her boss and oldest friend. As it was, he’d turned her brain to mush. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind she’d find plenty of time to fret and worry about what this would do to those two relationships after the weekend was over, but for now she was just going with the flow.
Glancing at the clock, she was surprised to see it was nearly three in the afternoon. She’d lost track of days and nights since leaving the bar with Kellan. Probably had to do with the fact the two of them kept landing back in bed no matter what time it was.
Tugging on the T-shirt she’d donned this morning, she decided to venture to the kitchen for a snack. She’d worked up one hell of an appetite.
Just before she got to the bedroom doorway, she heard a buzzing noise. Rummaging around on the floor, she realized it was Kellan’s phone, still tucked in the back pocket of the pants he’d been wearing at Score.
She started to place it on the nightstand next to him when it buzzed again. A quick glance at the screen told her it was someone named Veronica who wanted to see him tonight. She chastised herself for feeling the tiniest pang of jealousy. She knew exactly what she was getting when she came home with him. This weekend was about sex and nothing more. As long as she kept her eyes wide open and focused on that fact, she might have a chance of escaping here without foolish dreams about something that would never be.
She jumped, startled, when she realized Kellan was watching her. Sara flushed, feeling as if she’d been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.
“I wasn’t snooping,” she said hastily. “Your phone buzzed, and I was just going to put it on the nightstand for you.”
Kellan appeared amused by her discomfiture. “Who was it?”
She could lie and pretend she hadn’t read the text—something Kellan would see through in a New York minute—or she could just answer the question.
“Veronica. I’m not sure, but I think it might have been a booty call…or text, as it were.”
“Oh.” He didn’t seem enticed by the invitation.
“Do I know Veronica?” she asked.
Kellan shook his head. “No.”
The short answer left Sara with too many questions. Given the sudden stiffness in his shoulders, she figured she should just let it go. But it appeared she’d left the wise Sara who played things safe at the bar last night.
Sinking down on the bed next to him, she opened the can of worms. “Why don’t you want to get married?”
That was totally not the question she’d intended to ask, so—like Kellan—she was sort of shocked by it. She’d meant to ask who Veronica was, what she meant to him, if he thought it could become something serious.
“’Til death do us part is