“Sure.No problem.”
Though she was dressed in that white halter dress, Saylor didn’t even hesitate to step into the kitchen to go to work peeling and mashing the bag of avocados on the countertop.
“Where do they keep the knives?”I asked as I grabbed a purple onion from beside the avocados.
Instead of answering, Saylor produced one from a rack beside the stove.From the looks of the butcher-block countertop, cutting boards were not a thing in the house, so I didn’t bother to ask for one before I went to work dicing the onion.When she glanced over to where I’d nearly finished my task, she wiped her hands on a paper towel and stepped over to the fridge.A second later, a bunch of cilantro landed between us.With a grin, I took the hint and chopped that up too.
In short order, we had a bowlful of yummy guacamole ready to go outside to join the bags of chips the guys had taken with them when they abandoned the task of making dip.
I stuck my finger in the guac on the side of the bowl and trained my gaze on hers as I stuck it in my mouth for a taste, enjoying the way her pretty amber eyes turned molten gold at my antics.Sticking my other index finger into the bowl, I lifted it to her lips.
“Taste what a great team we are,” I coaxed.
She parted her lips, and my cock leaped to attention when she closed them around my finger, her tongue doing all sorts of naughty things as she licked me clean.
“That’ll do,” she whispered before she cleared her throat.“The beer is outside.We should go grab one since it’s so hot.”She picked up the bowl of guac and headed for the door.“It’s really hot for the end of May, isn’t it?”
I didn’t bother to stifle my chuckle at her inane rambling, but I did give myself a second to tug my T-shirt over my crotch as I followed her out the door.
SCRs and several girls were lounging in lawn chairs scattered over the back lawn, indolently drinking beer and watching a few of the guys—including my roommates Taco and Dalton—toss bags in a decidedly noncompetitive game of cornhole.It was either that, or they’d been hitting the beer for a while, judging by how frequently the bags were missing the mark.
Saylor set the dip beside the chips and some platters of veggies, meat, and cheese on a table in the shade of the house.A cooler full of icy beers waited at the end of the table, and I stepped over to grab one for each of us, making sure to brush my hand over hers when I handed it over.Saylor’s eyes flashing on mine told me she knew exactly what I was up to, but she didn’t move away.Instead, she popped the top of her can and downed a long sip.
“This is exactly what I needed after that last final.”After another drink, she added, “Thank you for being there looking all big and everything but keeping your mouth shut as you witnessed Barry’s threats.”
“You had him under control.”I clinked my can to hers.“What’s this about a poker game?”
The delicate wing of her brow went up.
“You mentioned you were playing poker here tonight.”
A challenge sparkled in those arresting eyes.“You want to play poker with me?”
Shrugging, I tossed back some beer and then ran my tongue over my lip, enjoying the way her eyes tracked its progress.“Sounds like a good time.”
The barest of smiles flitting over her mouth sent a tingle of excitement down my spine.For some reason her reaction gave me the idea playing poker with Saylor would be bigger than cards and wagers.
By silent agreement, we wandered over to a couple of empty chairs in the shade of a bush near the cornhole game.
“Hey, Cash!Saylor.You two up for playing the winners?”Taco asked right after the bag he’d tossed slid off the board and into the grass.
“Depends.Will this game be over by sundown?”I asked with a straight face.
He flipped me the bird as his opponent tossed a bag that landed on Taco’s in the grass.
With a nod in the direction of the two beanbags whose positions meant no points for either team, I said, “It’s a fair question.”
Beside me Saylor chuckled.When we sat down, she’d tossed off her shoes and swung one leg over the arm of her chair, casually swinging it as she watched the game.Though she wore a dress, she’d managed the feat without showing off any skin above the knee.The move was tantalizing and sexy, and from the tiny grin playing around her mouth, she knew exactly the effect she was having on me.
“What are your summer plans, Little Miss Poker Player?”I asked, as much to take my mind off her mouthwatering legs as because I wanted to know how much time I could hope to spend with her before two-a-days and fall camp started in July.
“I have an internship with Olivia Carter at Heart Dreams Studios in Denver starting in two weeks.”
Though she played it cool with that swinging foot, the excitement in her voice made me feel like a jerk for my viscerally negative reaction.I didn’t know who Olivia Carter was, but from the way Saylor said her name, I could tell she was a big deal.The internship was probably an incredible opportunity for Saylor’s career.After only one date, I had no right to the sudden feelings of jealousy and loss.
“Fill me in.Who is Olivia Carter?”
“Only one of the best music video directors on the planet.Her videos have won all sorts of VMA, CMA, and Grammy awards.She’s a music-video legend.”The way Saylor’s eyes shone as she gushed about her idol made me want to look up this woman’s work.
