Two Truths & a Lime (The Love Game #3) - Elizabeth Hayley Page 0,43

at Sophia the same way.

“Damn right you will,” Aamee told him before using his ass to hold on to as she pulled herself a little higher to kiss him.

I cleared my throat when the kiss lasted an uncomfortably long time. They pulled away a few moments later, both of them smiling stupidly at each other.

“I’m going this time,” she said to me. “I’ll see you when you get home.”

“Don’t say that,” Brody whined. “‘Home’ just sounds…weird. It’s still so strange to me that the two of you are living together.”

Aamee didn’t miss a beat. “Stranger than it is for me that you’re living with your wife?”

Boom!

For as much as I’d hated Aamee at one time, the girl had definitely grown on me.

“Point taken,” Brody said, and then he plastered on a cheesy grin and gave her a long, overly exaggerated wave. “Love you.”

Smiling back at him, she said, “Love you too.”

And though I knew I was just as madly in love with Sophia as Brody was with Aamee, I couldn’t help but bust his balls.

“Okay, you can stop now. You look like Forrest fucking Gump waving to her like that.”

S O P H I A

With my eyes still closed, I reached over my head to stretch. I could hear Drew moving around the room, but I had a feeling it was still pretty early, and I resisted the sunlight I could sense through my eyelids.

“What are you doing up so early?” I asked, my voice sounding as sleepy as I still was.

“It’s eight thirty.”

I opened one eye to allow myself a moment to adjust to the light. When I saw he was fresh out of the shower, hair wet, with only a small white towel covering him, both my eyes were open and I was suddenly wide awake. “Eight thirty is early, you psycho. Come back to bed.”

He laughed as he went into a drawer and grabbed a pair of boxer briefs. “I’m not tired.”

I did my best to give him a slow smile I hoped was sexy, but I had a feeling it came out more awkward than seductive.

“Who said anything about going back to sleep?” It occurred to me that I might never get tired of looking at this man. His chest was broad but lean, and he had the kind of arms and abs that were muscular without being overly defined.

He cocked his head at me and gave me a little grin that I knew for sure was more appealing than the one I’d given him, despite the fact that I was fairly certain his hadn’t been intentionally hot. Then he lowered himself onto the bed, holding himself up by his hands, and slowly crept up over top of me until his face was directly above mine.

I felt the scruff on his jaw scratch my mouth when he brought his lips to mine, and then he lowered his kisses onto my neck and then my chest after hiking up my tank top.

“You can lose the towel now,” I said.

I felt him reach for his waist and toss the towel next to the bed.

“Aamee’s still asleep,” he said, reminding me not to be loud, especially since one of the walls to his room didn’t go all the way to the ceiling.

“I’m not the one who needs to be told to stay quiet,” I teased.

He was hovering over me, his dark stare doing things to every part of me. His teeth bit at the edge of his bottom lip.

“You will be this morning.” And when his head drifted down between my legs, I knew he wasn’t kidding.

His mouth and fingers hit all the right spots inside and out until I came undone.

Once I was fully satisfied, he came up for air, bringing his finger to his lips.

“Shh,” he said, clearly pleased with himself. “I just heard a door close.”

“Shit. You think we woke her?”

“I think you woke her,” he said with a laugh. “But that just means we don’t have to be quiet now. Plus, there’s the added bonus of Aamee not thinking you’re a prude anymore.”

I laughed at the memory of Aamee’s words at the dinner Drew and Brody had tried to cook for me. But all thoughts fled from my mind when Drew pinned my hands to the bed on either side of my head and lowered himself onto me.

It was slow and easy and exactly what we both needed. Our gazes didn’t stray from each other’s as we moved together. And when we both let go,