“Gerry supervised me.” Josh studied the golden omelet with pride. “It looks ten times better than mine, so we’re ahead already.”
The enticing cheesy scent wafting toward her settled the matter. While Josh made another one, she attacked her meal.
“Well?” Josh asked.
“I doubt I could’ve made it better myself,” Ashley said. “Gerry is an excellent teacher. Nelson, is that permanent paint on my car? Will it clean off?”
“No,” Nelson said. “I’ve arranged for us to use a department vehicle. We might swap vehicles every day to keep your stalker guessing.”
“I hate this.” Moodily, Ashley finished her meal and stood to help clear the kitchen.
“I’ll stack the dishwasher,” Gerry said. “Watch television or catch up on your rest.”
“Thanks, we appreciate it.” Josh wrapped his arm around Ashley’s waist and urged her down the passage.
“I feel like a kid being sent to bed for misbehavior,” Ashley complained, balking at her bedroom door.
“I didn’t have anything childish on my mind.” Josh tugged on her braid. “I was thinking of something more adult, and the bedroom is the perfect place. Sex is an excellent stress release.”
Heat bloomed low in her belly. A sizzle of anticipation. “Misbehavior. I love your idea.” She grasped his forearm and yanked him into her room. With the door shut behind them, she advanced on the sexy, enticing man. “Shirt off,” she ordered, nimble fingers already slipping the buttons from the holes. “Give me skin.”
Josh dragged off his shirt and didn’t stop there. He stripped off footwear and his black trousers. His upper arm still bore a light dressing, but thankfully, the injury hadn’t slowed him.
“Someone is happy to see me,” she whispered, her gaze roving his broad chest, his lickable abs and settling on the erection tenting his black boxer-briefs.
“Always,” he whispered, his blue eyes full of sensual heat.
Ashley melted inside. This man… He did it for her. She’d never met a man who meshed so well with her life. He hadn’t once complained about the constant waiting, and he made her feel safe. Happy, despite everything else going on in her life.
She sashayed closer and slid her hands over his muscular back. When her hand met the band of his underwear, she slipped her fingers beneath and squeezed his buttocks.
“Nice,” she said with appreciation.
She backed him toward the bed, laughing at the second of surprise in his expression when he toppled to the mattress. Ashley followed him down and tugged off his last garment. “My turn. I’ve been wanting to explore.”
“Have at it,” Josh murmured. “I’m all yours.”
Ashley leaned over him to snatch a quick kiss then pulled back to strip off her outer clothes. His appreciative gaze warmed her again, and the stress of the day slid away. Grinning, she traced a finger along his length and settled in to have some fun.
16 – Sex Tapes And Shenanigans
A phone woke Ashley from a deep sleep. She rubbed her face.
“Is that your phone?” Josh rumbled, his voice thick with sleep.
“Yes, it’s becoming a habit. A bad one.” She sat up and grabbed her phone. “Hello.”
“Ashley, have you been online this morning?” Summer asked, her tone urgent.
“No, you woke me. I didn’t set the alarm.”
“Boss, someone posted a sex tape of you,” Summer said.
“What?” Ashley shrieked. “I’ve never. I haven’t!”
The sound of clicks and mutters sounded on the line. “Oh my god!” Summer cried. “It’s you and Josh. I thought this—”
Josh took the phone from Ashley. “Summer, it’s Josh. Tell me everything right now.”
