“Sounds like a plan. What do you think Sam will say when I ask her?” Although their friendships had evolved in recent months, she’d never been one to ask much of her friends, not wanting to seem overbearing.
“Holy crap. Are you kidding? She’ll be at your house first thing to make sure she gets it first.” Sierra laughed. “I’ll be there in a couple of hours. Hold her off if possible.”
“I’ll try.” Ashleigh said, then hung up. Turning back to her computer screen she reviewed the title page. Now if she could come up with something that encompassed the entire story.
Her thoughts drifted to Alex, and she wondered what he’d think. After all, he’d been her inspiration. Or rather, the phenomenal chemistry that seemed to brew like a hurricane when they came together. It was hot. Probably one of the hottest yet. And the ménage she’d incorporated had put it over the top, in her opinion.
Two and a half hours later, Ashleigh’s house was full of people.
Not only had Sierra and Sam come over, but they’d invited their significant others. Luke, Logan, and Cole were sitting on the back deck talking while Sierra and Sam sat on the couch, curled up with their own copies of Ashleigh’s book.
Logan and Sam had brought food – enough barbecue to feed an army – and they’d all been hanging out, laughing and talking. The only thing that would have made it better would have been if Alex was there. Ashleigh hadn’t bothered to call him.
She was nervous enough that Luke and Cole now knew who she was thanks to their irritating need to know exactly what Sierra had been doing. They’d plied Sierra with questions, followed by some kisses that still had Ashleigh’s mind whirling.
It was the first time she’d seen something so hot – with the exception of the night Sierra, Luke and Cole announced their permanent arrangement. That had been the first night she’d seen two men kiss and holy hell, it had been hot. The thought still sent chills down her spine.
Ashleigh stepped out on the back deck with the men while the women chattered and sent some heated looks at one another as they continued reading. It was one thing to hear their feedback, another to see how excited they were when they read the book. She didn’t want to disappoint them.
“Where’s Alex.” Luke asked when she took a seat at the table, a glass of wine in hand.
“Don’t know.” She didn’t either. She hadn’t seen him since earlier in the week, insisting she needed to focus and he was a distraction unlike anything she’d ever known.
“I talked to him earlier this morning,” Cole said. “I figured he’d be here this afternoon.”
Ashleigh couldn’t imagine why, she hadn’t expected anyone to show up at her house, other than the girls.
“Why would he be here?” She asked, sounding entirely unsure of the conversation.
“Why wouldn’t he?” Luke laughed.
So that didn’t tell her much. Suddenly feeling her nerves take flight in her belly, she downed the rest of her wine and excused herself back inside. Once there, she came face to face with the reason for her nerves.
“Hey.” She greeted Alex, stunned by his sudden appearance, and equally overwhelmed by how good he looked. And smelled. If she could bottle his incredibly scent, she’d make a fortune.
“Hey.” He approached, pulling her into his arms and crushing his mouth to hers. Either he was oblivious to Sam and Sierra sitting just a few feet away in the living room, or he didn’t care.
When he pulled away, she stared up at him. He was smiling. “What?”
“Nothing. I’m just surprised I wasn’t invited to the party.” He told her, keeping her body close, his hands wrapped around her waist.
“Well, it wasn’t supposed to be a party.” It wasn’t.
“Well, I see food,” he cocked his head in the direction of the kitchen, “I hear laughter,” he tilted his head toward the living room, “and I see you’ve got security.” This time he turned his eyes toward Logan, Luke and Cole sitting on the back patio.
Laughing, she pulled away. “When you put it that way...”
Alex followed her into the kitchen, a tiny measure of privacy that he immediately took advantage of. He pressed her against the refrigerator and pressed his lips to hers.
“If it weren’t for all these people, I’d strip you naked right here and have you on your knees with my cock in your mouth again. I’ve missed that mouth.” He traced her bottom lip with his finger and Ashleigh fought the urge to suck his finger into her mouth.
Leaning in closer to her ear, he whispered. “Or maybe I should do it anyway. They all like to watch.”