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"Care for another?" he asked, and I nodded

As we san to discuss what he needed in his new hofixtures and everything in between It would be a huge coraph it for a local designme to submit to James came from a wealthy family--the Browns of Philadelphia, don’t you know--and I knew theylawyers didn’t h to afford the kind of place he had, let alone in one of the most expensive cities in Ae one One of the perks of dating hie had been that we could actually afford real dates, not just cheap takeout all the tionna lie

And I would enjoy that aspect of this project A basically unliet started

In the end, it was a nice evening As with all old flaia you can only share with soe when you’re still for personality, intense and confident, and I was reminded why I’d been attracted to his we’d done as a couple, and I was relieved to find that his char There was none of the aardness that could have acco wound down and he droveto ask He pulled the car to a stop in front ofanyone?" he asked quietly

"No, I’m not And that’s hardly a question a client would askI could see Clive sitting in the frontin his usual post, and I s fornext door to see if there was a light on in Si a little flippity-flop when I saw his shadow on the wall and the blue light of his television

"Well, as your client, I’ll refrain fro those kinds of questions in the future, Ms Reynolds," He chuckled

I turned back to face hiner/client relationship a long tio" I felt triumphant as I saw a blush carve a chink in his careful façade

"I think this is gonna be fun" He winked, and it was h

"Okay, you can call onna fleece you blind, buddy, Get ready to work that credit card," I taunted as I stepped out of the car

"Oh hell, I’oodbye

He waited until I was inside, so I tossed another wave his way as the door closed I was glad to see I could handle myself with hiht I heard so there Clive called tohiavepaws aroundout the pie crust when the text came in from Simon

Come on over whenever I’ll start dinner once you’re here

I’ on the pie, but I’ll be over soon

Need any help?

How are you with peeling apples?

The next thing I heard was a knock on the door I walked over, hands covered in flour, and elbowed the door open "Well, hello there," I said, holding the door open with my foot

"Looks like the end of Scarface in here," he observed, reaching out to touch my nose and show me the flour on the end

"I tend to lose control when there’s pie crust involved," I said as he shut the door

"Duly noted That’s good infor atlook atacrossabout the apron, I don’t kno long I’ll be able to hang in here without trying a little grab-ass"

"Get in there and grab an apple, buddy," I said and walked toward the kitchen, adding a little extra swish to lanced down atmy tank top, old jeans, bare feet, and chef’s apron that said, You should see rab an apple,’ what exactly were you referring to?" he asked fro off his sweater

I shook ht of Simon in a black T-shirt and weathered jeans He was in his stocking feet once again, and I marveled at how at ease he seemed in my kitchen

I walked around the kitchen counter and picked upyou over the head with this if you continue this borderline sexual harass pin suggestively

"I’onna have to ask you not to do that if you’re serious about

"I never joke about pie, Simon" I sprinkled a little more flour on the marble

He was silent while he watched h his onna do with that?" he asked, his voice low

"With this?" I asked, leaning over the board, and perhaps arching onna roll this crust out See, like this?" I teased again, thrusting the pin back and forth over the dough,sure I arched ether

"Oh onna be okay over there, big guy? This is just the top crust, I still need to work on my bottoe of the counter "Apples Apples Gonna peel me some apples," he told himself and turned away toward the colander filled with apples in the sink

"Letup behind hiainst hietable peeler fro apples, just peeling apples Didn’t feel your boobs No, no, not hed at hi pity on hiht have sniffed his T-shirt

"Did you just sniff ht have," I adhtily

"I thought so"

"Hey, if you can sniff, I can sniff," I shot back, taking out my sexual frustration on a defenseless Pâte Brisée

"Only fair So how do I rate?"

"Good Very good, actually Downy?"

"Bounce I lost hed, and we continued to roll and peel Within fifteen minutes, we had a bowlful of peeled and sliced apples, a perfectly rolled-out pie crust, and we’d both consulass of wine

"Okay, what’s next?" he asked, wiping up flour and generally tidying