Meg turned to me, irate. “You can’t just keep scaring off my potential dates.”
I narrowed my eyes, reached up, and slipped two fingers down the front of her suit, pulling her toward me. The skin of her breasts was soft and warm on the back of my fingers.
“I will never,” I told her, my face inches from hers, “give you up.” Then I helped her up into the train car attached to the new engine in which we would ride down Main Street.
My little brothers hopped in behind us and hung out of the windows.
“Do not fall out,” Mace warned, grabbing one kid who was more out of the window than in.
The train lurched, and Meg half tumbled against me. I used the opportunity to slip a hand around her waist. God, she felt perfect against me. I wanted to unwrap her from those clothes.
“If you need help removing that suit later,” I whispered in her ear, “I can come by to offer my assistance.”
Please let her say she wants me to come by.It was driving me crazy. I needed her.
“Oh, that’s too bad,” Meg said, turning and patting me on the arm. “I’m really busy tonight, remember?”
Before I could stop her, she went to take some photos with the state senator and Mace.
Damnit.
The kids all cheered as the train glided down the tracks. I should have been reviewing the notes of my speech. But all I could think about was Meg.
When the train came to a stop at the last cross street before it would have continued to Svensson PharmaTech on a dedicated spur track, we all disembarked then climbed onto the temporary stage set up at the end of Main Street.
“Ready, Hunter?” Karen asked, an edge of annoyance in her voice.
“Sure.”
“Did you review your notes?”
“Notes?”
“The notes I gave you ten minutes ago.”
I blinked. “Uh, sure, notes.” I patted my pockets absently. Meg was being helped off the train by Tanner, who I was going to kill and bury in the backyard later for staring at her tits like that.For fuck’s sake, does no one in my family have any manners?
Karen reached in my breast pocket and pulled out the crumpled cards. “Your notes. Try to sound intelligent.”
I nodded, but all my brain cells had liquefied and melted out of my nose.
Meg took a seat on one of the chairs set up on stage. She crossed her legs, giving me a glimpse of her creamy inner thigh.
“The speech,” Karen hissed at me.
Garrett snickered.
“Are you having a stroke?” Mace asked me in concern, reaching for my forehead.
“I’m not having a stroke,” I snapped at him and tried to gather myself as I walked up to the microphone. “Thank you for coming to the unveiling of the new train that will be serving Svensson PharmaTech,” I said then glanced down at my notes. They were upside down.
I shuffled the notecards. People in the audience coughed. “Uh…”What am I doing here?I swore I could hear Meg behind me shifting around in her seat.How wet do you think she is?
“Thank you for coming…”
“You said that!” Karen hissed at me.
My brothers snickered.
