“Yes, I do.” My eyes cast down toward the floor for a second and I took a deep breath before I brought my gaze back up to the ladies. “I’ve just never let a man touch me since that choice was taken from me at seventeen by my foster parent.”
It was clear by the look in their eyes they all knew what I meant without saying more. But I didn't want to go back to the past or dwell on it, that wasn’t what I needed right then.
Lake was trying to push herself up from the couch, no doubt to comfort me, just as Capri moved to my side.
“Sit,” I told her. “I’m okay.”
Crazy as it sounded, even after the attack at my work and my blast back into the house it brought forth, I wasn’t doing too shabby. I was, in fact, just wishing I could get past my insecurities and make love to my guy.
“I don’t want to think about that or ruin the party.”
“Aww, honey, you’re not ruining anything,” Ruby said from one of the chairs. “Outside when we got here, was that whatwas going on when Lake said you needed help with something?”
Once again, I looked at my sister and gave her a mock glare, but the ding bat just smiled at me and nodded her encouragement again.
Fine, I could do this.
“I don't know anything about making Huntley happy in bed!” I practically screeched as I threw my hands up.
The room erupted. All the ladies began talking at once, trying to give advice, and my sister—the little shit—sat there, hand on her protruding belly, laughing.
I tried listening intently as they all got into the conversation with gusto. Hearing them talk about how sexy it was to watch a man pull his T-shirt off one handed as he revealed his abs had me giggling. I didn’t get how the way he removed it would make any difference, but they insisted it was something of wonder to watch.
All of a sudden, I heard someone snap their fingers. Turning toward the sound, I saw that Alley had a huge smile on her face. “I’ve got just the thing,” she said before she ran out of the room.
“Where the hell is she going?” Gemma asked.
Within seconds, feet were pounding back toward us and Alley appeared with a book in each hand, the covers facing toward us.
“Ta-Da!”
Laughter rang out, and once again, I was confused.
I cocked my head. “Books?”
“Not books,” Alley answered. “Manuals.”
That caused the ladies to really lose it.
There was a hot fireman on the front of one of the books I noticed as Alley moved closer to me. Hot fireman, Huntley, yeah that I understood. But how was the book a manual that was truly going to help me?
“How will these help?”
Alley slapped one book in my hand and I realized it was one of her own. I’d been meaning to try and read one to see what her work was like. I wasn’t much of a reader, having never believed in romance, but this was my friend.
As I held her book, she flipped open the one with the sexy fireman on the cover. The title said,Every Moment with You, by J.E. Parker.
“God, I love that book,” Brinley boasted as Alley shifted through the pages.
I watched as the woman slowed, stopping on a section.
“Just wait for it,” Teal said. “You’ll understand in just a second.”
And then Alley cleared her throat and began to read.
“With an arrogant smile crossing his gorgeous face, he yanked my thighs open. ‘Like shoving my cock so deep inside of you that you remember exactly who the fuck you belong to.’
Oh.
