“Doesn’t he know it’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?” Darcy argues.
“That man is not superstitious.” My friend shakes her head. “What about Maverick? Is he superstitious, Dove?”
“Let’s see…” I hold out my hand, counting on my fingers. “He won’t cut his hair until they win the Cup… Before every game he eats exactly five red M&Ms and drinks a red Mountain Dew.”
“Why so much red?” Boo asks.
“It was when he scored his first hat trick in high school,” Gina explains from where she’s soaking her feet, waiting for her turn. “He had done all that before the game, and now he has to do it before every game.”
“Now I see why your toes are painted red,” Darcy says, inspecting her nails and arching a brow at me.
“It’s a neutral color,” I argue, but she got me.
“Neutral is not how I’d describe it.” She does a little shiver. “Put those toes to work.”
“I don’t even know what that means!” I laugh, shaking my head.
She stretches in her chair, purring like a cat. “Use your imagination.”
“Naughty!” Boo laughs.
“I’m not sure I want to hear about this…” Gina teases, putting her hands over her ears.
The truth is, now I’m thinking of Mav standing at the foot of my bed sporting a massive erection—and by massive, I mean how have I lived with him this long and never gotten a hint of the anaconda he’s hiding in his jeans?
“Did you know they makehardMountain Dew?” Boo calls from where she’s looking at her phone.
Darcy laughs then smacks her head. “Oh my gosh, we should be having champagne right now! How could I forget?”
“Don’t panic!” I hop out of my chair. “Mom put a bottle in the mini fridge in the cottage. I’ll run get it.”
I take off out the back door, scampering down the hill. Mom and Dad drove into town to get more groceries and pick up Mav’s and Gina’s moms from the airport. Maddie is back at the house watching Angelina Ballerina nonstop in the living room with Kelani.
I guess Maverick is still with Uncle Leon, and I’m glad the two of them are back to normal. That threat last night was completely out of the blue and so unexpected.
Flying into the cottage, I head straight for the small refrigerator when I hear the sound of water. I quickly dash to the back bathroom to be sure the toilet isn’t running, bursting through the door before I realize the noise is coming from the new walk-in shower Mom had installed when she renovated the place.
It’s a recessed space without a door. Only a glass barrier keeps the water from escaping, and I freeze in place when I take in the glorious sight of Maverick’s fully naked backside.
My eyes consume him in a flash. One large hand is braced on the stone wall in front of him, fingers slightly curled as if he’s gripping the surface. His head is bowed under the spray, and water rivulets follow the lines of definition in his broad shoulders.
His waist is tapered with muscles wrapping over his hips, and his ass is perfectly square with two indentations on the side of each muscular cheek.
His legs are hip distance apart, and all at once I realize what he’s doing. His other hand is in front, moving quickly and his torso seems to quiver as his breathing quickens.
He moans deeply, and heat floods my panties. My core clenches, and a needy sigh slips from my lips.
He’s jerking off, and I can’t stop my mind from going tothe thick erection I saw pressing against his pants this morning.
I don’t want to leave, but I don’t know how to stay.
I want him to turn around. I want to put my hand on his back, trace my fingers over every sexy line, reach around and feel it. I want to step in there with him…
But everyone is waiting on me back at the house.
“Maverick?” His name escapes on a breath as quickly as the thought appears in my brain.Would he let me watch?
His head lifts, and he looks over his shoulder at me, hazel eyes dark and hooded.
