She snapped out of her ogling when Eve gave her shoulder a playful shove. “Like that!”
“It’s not my fault that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” Aspen defended. She quite liked the way Eve’s cheeks pinked at the compliment, and couldn’t resist adding in a smoky voice, “Or that I really like the way you look in my clothes.”
Eve’s pulse visibly jumped in her throat. “I seriously can’t go again right now.”
Honestly, Aspen couldn’t, either, but that didn’t stop her from leaning across the center console to kiss Eve. It was a slow, sweet kiss, more lips softening against each other in easy familiarity than an attempt to arouse, and Aspen nuzzled Eve’s cheek when the kiss reached its inevitable end. “Are you trying to convince me of that, or yourself?”
“Both,” Eve croaked.
Aspen forced herself to ignore the way stomach clenched at the hunger in Eve’s voice as she restrained herself to a quick peck of a kiss. “Later,” she promised, grinning broadly when Eve responded with a definitive nod. “Come on, beautiful.” She stole one last kiss before pulling away. “Time to refuel.”
Because of its location at the base of Ajax, Timber was predictably packed with skiers and boarders looking for a bite between runs, but there was a decent mix of people in street clothes who’d wandered in to enjoy the restaurant’s killer brunch menu. Aspen had just given her name to the hostess when she spotted three familiar faces huddled around a table at the back of the restaurant.
“Would you look who we have here,” Aspen drawled. She pointed at Kit, Jack, and Lydia, who all wore dark sunglasses and matching expressions of the painfully hungover. There were two empty chairs at their table, and Aspen arched a brow at Eve. “I bet we could join them, if you’re up for it. Or would you rather wait twenty minutes or so for a table of our own?” Her stomachchose that moment to make its opinion loudly known, and she rolled her eyes at Eve’s amused laughter. “What? We burned a lot of calories last night.”
Eve’s eyes shone with happiness as she pulled their joined hands behind her back and leaned into Aspen’s side. “And don’t forget this morning.”
“How could I forget that?” Aspen turned enough that she was able to pull Eve’s hips flush against her own and dipped her head to murmur against Eve’s lips, “Especially that thing you did in the shower where—”
Eve interrupted her with a kiss. “Stop.”
“What? You were the one who—” Aspen batted her lashes innocently when she was silenced by a firm finger to her lips.
“If you want that to ever happen again, you won’t finish that sentence,” Eve warned.
Aspen arched a brow in a way that clearly asked,Are you sure about that?, and smirked as she watched a pretty blush spread across Eve’s cheeks. It was fun riling Eve up, but she would cry if it never happened again, and shewasactually famished, so she kissed the tip of Eve’s finger to concede the battle. “Do you want to join the Troublemaking Trio or wait for a table?”
Eve smiled when Aspen’s stomach once again weighed-in with its opinion on the matter and tugged her forward. “Come on, you.”
Lydia was the first to spot them. “Well, well, well,” she drawled. “Look what the pussy dragged in.”
Instead of looking up, Kit groaned and dropped her head on the table. “No more pussy. I needactualfood, Alexander.”
Aspen laughed and inclined her head at Lydia as she asked, “What happened to Kit not being your type?”
Lydia blushed and flipped her off. “Shut up.”
Jack sniggered and then whined as he pressed his hands to his forehead. “Shit. Don’t make me laugh. It makes my headache worse.” He turned and pressed his forehead to Kit’s shoulder instead as he grumbled, “Fuck, why did I let you talk me into drinking so much?”
Kit petted his head soothingly. “You can’t blame me for your headache, Jackie. You were the one doing body shots with that snowboard instructor.”
“Okay, admittedly not my finest moment,” Jack replied, though he didn’t sound especially sorry about it. “But did you see his abs? Totally lick-able.”
“Just his abs?” Kit teased as she sat up. She grinned at the way Jack yelped as he was thrown backward. “Shit, I thought you were gonna blow him in the middle of the dance floor.”
“Um, excuse me,” a server appeared at Aspen’s shoulder with two plates of towering pancakes and one that had some kind of breakfast hash.
Aspen bit her lip to keep from laughing at the scandalized look on the poor server’s face as she stepped aside so he could put the plates down.
Kit, being Kit, just grinned as her pancakes were set in front of her. “Thanks, man. Oh, and they’re joining us.” She waved at Aspen and Eve as she picked up her silverware and prepared to dig in.
The server smiled politely at Aspen and Eve. “Do you need a menu?”
Aspen just shrugged as Eve replied, “That’d be great, thanks.”
“Be right back with those,” the server promised as he disappeared.
Aspen nodded her thanks as she pulled the empty chair next to Lydia out for Eve because she figured it’d be safest for her to serve as a buffer between Eve and Jack. Once Eve was seated,she dropped into the empty spot beside her. She couldn’t help but smile when Eve nudged her chair closer, so their legs were brushing, and draped an arm over the back of Eve’s chair to lightly caress her shoulder as their friends dug into their food.
