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figure out. Meaningless sex, the wordless intimacy of two bodies striving together for
mutual pleasure then going their separate ways. It was as simple, and as complicated,
as that.
Good. Guys like him are rarely interested in more than sex, Claire said. They
cleared the crowd around the field and made their way to one of the asphalt walking
paths. He was hot, though. Very dark, very handsome and very nicely built. He
actually had six-pack abs. How do you do that?
Lacey had licked every ridge in that abdomen and the deliciously thick shaft
arching up over the ridges. Do what? Here, let me& She took the stroller from Claire
and pushed, the expensive jogging stroller moving easily over the sidewalk.
Claire sighed with relief and peeked into the sling. I feel like a pack mule most
days, not the wife of a partner in a law firm. Get the best of what s available. When you
wanted a relationship, you had Davis, smart, kind, devoted to you. Now you want a
hookup and you ve got Holden
Hunter.
Hunter, Claire continued, who looks dangerously gorgeous, or gorgeously
dangerous, and by the sounds of things, fucked you senseless and was a gentleman
while he was at it.
You could get a nanny, you know, or just some part-time help. And look how well
things turned out with Davis. So devoted he wanted a divorce.
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Claire wisely didn t start in on Davis. I m interviewing nannies. College girls,
mostly. Did you really pick this guy up at Buff and do it in the parking lot?
Maybe it was the late afternoon heat and sunshine, maybe it was the sight of
Hunter s tanned, gleaming torso, but Lacey s head was spinning. Can we carry on one
conversation at a time, please? she said with a laugh. You re getting some help?
Afternoons so I can get dinner ready if I nap with the kids. I need the nap and
everyone needs to eat. We finally ran out of the casseroles you sent over after Melanie
arrived. Julian s understanding, but he seems to expect a meal after work. Happy?
Yes. You ve looked exhausted.
I m thirty-seven and I ve had two babies in fifteen months, Claire said tersely.
All the more reason to get some help. You don t have to be Superwoman, Lacey
said with a smile.
Mollified, Claire moved on. The parking lot? My God! I don t think I did it in the
parking lot when I was twenty and wild, or thirty and wild.
Shhhhhhh! Lacey looked around as they strolled under the oak and maple trees
lining the path through Memorial Park. Now in a shady portion of the park, she pushed
her sunglasses to the top of her head.
And he was there when you woke up this morning?
He made me lunch. Grilled cheese sandwiches.
With the fake American cheese I feed Connor, or the real kind Nana used to
make?
The real kind.
Did he shred the cheese?
Lacey nodded.
Wow. Claire peeked under the blanket draped over the stroller, then headed for
an empty bench in the shade. Let s sit for a minute while they re both asleep.
That s a big deal, the fact that he shredded cheese?
The fact that he wasn t zipping his jeans on his way out the door is a big deal.
Shredding cheese is akin to a sighting of an image of the Virgin Mary on a slice of
toast. She eased the sling down and cupped baby Melanie s tiny head, dark hair
clinging sweatily to the soft skull. The infant s rosebud mouth worked in her sleep.
She s beautiful, Lacey said, her voice soft.
Yeah. I wish motherhood wasn t such a blur, Claire said. You sound let down.
Lacey watched the leaves toss in the hot breeze and thought about how to answer
that question. No, I m very happy with the outcome.
The outcome. She d danced in a club, had sex up against an SUV with the hottest
guy she d ever met, had more mind-shattering orgasms than she could count and eaten
her first grilled cheese sandwich in years. And every time she thought about him, her
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nipples tightened against the lace of her bra and the tender flesh between her thighs
clenched in response.
And? This is what hooking up feels like, Claire said, the mild tone softening her
words.
I didn t expect a marriage proposal after one night. I knew what I wanted a man
I felt powerfully attracted to. My mouth went dry when he touched me and I couldn t
stop staring at him. I wanted his hands all over me and when he&
Her voice trailed off. Memories flashed through her, the way he d settled between
her thighs and adjusted the cant of her hips to suit him, of his powerful, muscular body
pressed against hers for each slow, rhythmic stroke, his tanned hands against the pale
skin of her breasts and hips, the scrape of his teeth over her collarbone, her nipples, her
inner thighs. His dark green eyes, solemn, intense, but ferocious in climax.
She cleared her throat and looked away from Claire s knowing gaze. I didn t
expect to like him. He made me laugh. I wouldn t mind getting to know him.
You re not cut out for casual sex, honey, Claire said gently. You feel too much,
care too easily.
And he doesn t?
Honestly? Grilled cheese notwithstanding, he probably liked your ass in your
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