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“Peachy. I’m not going to have sex with you here. First, you’re still in a lot of pain, even if you don’t want to admit it, and second… I don’t want to disrespect your parents.”

She sat up. “First, you don’t know my pain level, and second, my parents have gone skinny dipping in the lake with Jessica and Luke. My parents show an inappropriate amount of PDA all the time and just wait… if we stay long enough, you’ll hear them.”

I turned, leaning my back against the pink-painted wall. “Hear them?”

She wiggled her eyebrows.

“No.” I shook my head. She had to be making that up just to get a reaction out of me.

“It’s true. They like their music loud and their sex even louder. If they still do their same routine, I can even lip-sync it for you. They have to keep it quiet when they have paying guests staying here at the B&B, but when it’s just us kids, they don’t hide it. I wonder if my dad shoves my mom’s panties in her mouth to keep her quiet or?—”

“No!” I shook my head. “No. No. No.” I grimaced. “I don’t want to know this. I just met them. When I see them, I want to see the two beautiful people who made you. I don’t want to actually think of them ‘making you.’ And definitely not with your mom gagged by her own underwear.”

“Oh…” Lake shook her head. “Don’t say anything to them about the underwear gagging. That’s just speculation on my part. I’m not trying to spread rumors.”

“Seriously!?! You honestly think I’d say something about that to them?”

She tried to hide her smile, but I saw it in her eyes before she let her lips free from the confinement of her teeth. “No.” She laughed. “But oh my gosh! You should see your face. You look horrified.”

“You’re such a…” I shook my head, rubbing my hands over my face.

“A what?”

“A pill. An evil plotter. A handful… more than a handful. So all of that about your parents was just to get a reaction out of me.”

Her head jerked back. “What? No. The only part I was joking about was mentioning the panty-gagging, because I know you never would. But the rest? The skinny dipping? The PDA? The loud sex? All true.”

I rested one hand on my hip while rubbing the back of my neck with my other hand. “And the gun?”

“He probably owns at least a dozen, but he’s never used one on my boyfriends. He came close with Ben, but my mom swooped in as the voice of reason to save the day.”

“What did Ben do?” I looked up.

“Took my virginity… in the green bedroom. Did you know they make dirty conversational hearts? It’s true. I’m not proud of this, but all it took was a candy heart that said, ‘Let’s make love,” for me to hike up my skirt and rip off my panties. It didn’t even matter that he gave me two more right away that said, ‘Bend Over’ and ‘Lick me.’ I’ve been permanently banned from that room, which is a shame because it’s the only one with a king-sized bed; the rest are queen. Hope you work well in small spaces.”

“We’re not having sex here.” I shook my head, partly to affirm my declaration and partly to rid my head of Lake having sex with some other guy. I was jealous of a dead guy. That was a new, pathetic low for me.

“So you’d say no if I offered to wrap my lips around your cock right now.”

“Jesus, Lake…” I had to turn and adjust myself again. I needed a cold shower to cool my balls and wake me up from this nightmare of a long weekend that had only just begun.

Her laughter always left me powerless. I was such a sucker for her smile.

“I love playing with you,” she snickered.

Yeah, I loved when she played with me too, but my preference was more physical and less psychological.

I turned. “Your mom grabbed your ears.”

“Oh my God! I know. It wasn’t until she actually did it that I realized it’s been going on for years. If you would have asked me, I would have said she cradles my head, but no. She grabs my ears. She’s ruined my ears! They’ll never go back to their original position.”

I grinned. Lake was her own universe, and when I had the pleasure of being part of it, I wasn’t a famous football player and I wasn’t the man still grieving his father. I was the guy who wanted to make being with her a full-time profession.

“I love your ears. I love the way you moan when I drag your earlobe between my teeth.”

I also loved how her breath caught when I said things like that to her.

She swallowed hard. “Ivy”