“Because I’ve never seen that look on your face.”
Shelly thought about her conversation with Josh last night, and then nodded. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”
Lena continued to smile like a cat that got into the cream. “I told you so.”
“Yeah? Well, you have either made me the happiest person in the world, or I may still kill you for it. I’ll let you know after this weekend,” Shelly told her with a small smile.
“Why? What’s this weekend? Is he taking you on a date?”
Shelly stood, picking up the other half of her sandwich and her bottle of water. She pushed her chair in and shook her head. “Nope, I’m taking him home to visit Mom and Dad. We’re going on a road trip.”
Lena looked up at her with a frown.
“What?” Shelly asked.
“I’m trying to keep up. It was only two weeks ago when you told me you would never date him. Why the sudden change?”
Shelly thought about it for a minute. Why am I suddenly having a change of heart? She was throwing all her rules out the window for this man. Maybe it was because he was a friend of Mason’s, so she figured he would be a good guy.
She had no idea. All she knew was that she was going to give Joshua a chance. What can it hurt? It’s just a weekend. Right?
Looking down at Lena, Shelly shrugged. “I’m not sure. I guess somewhere in between my orgasm in the parking lot and his orgasm in my office, he convinced me to give it a shot. Have a good afternoon, Dr. O’Donnell,” Shelly told her friend with a smug grin and a perky wave. Then, she turned and walked away, leaving a shocked but silent Lena staring after her.
Josh arrived at the worksite and let himself in when his phone rang. Pulling out the phone, he saw Cole’s name on the screen.
“Daniels here.”
“Hello, Joshua. How are you this morning?”
Stepping over a toolbox, he moved over to the makeshift table he’d put up.
“Good, man, good. What’s up?”
“Well, Harris called this morning. He said he’s going to come in and sign the papers on Friday. Will that work? Can you be here?”
Wincing, Josh stopped and ran a hand through his hair. Of course it had to be Friday.
“I can’t do Friday, Cole. I’m going out of town. Won’t be back until Monday morning.”
He heard some rustling around on the other end of the phone.
“Hang on, I’m checking my calendar,” Cole told him.
Josh waved to Vince as he walked in for the morning. Three other guys—Alex, Gary, and Chris—followed, looking at him and nodding. Acknowledging them, he smiled, and then turned his attention back to the phone.
“How about Tuesday then?” Cole asked.
“Yep, I can do that. Time?”
“Ten-thirty looks good. If it changes, I’ll let you know.” Cole paused, and then asked, “Where are you going this weekend?”
Josh smiled, thinking about the road trip ahead. “Savannah, Georgia.”
Cole chuckled. “Business or pleasure?”
Oh, definitely pleasure, Josh thought.
Then, he answered, “Pleasure. I’m going with that woman we were talking about the other night.”
“Really?” Cole asked. After a quiet moment, he continued, “So, you worked things out with her?”
Josh laughed, and then shook his head, even though Cole couldn’t see him.
“Not really. We kind of got caught before things got started. Then, she was going to nix the whole idea, but in the end, we decided to go on a road trip. That’s a good way to get to know each other, right? Eleven hours in a car with a dog?”
Cole laughed. “Either that, or you’ll kill each other. Why Georgia?”
Josh leaned against the table and replied, “She’s going home to see family.”
“And you’re going with her?” Cole asked in a tone that implied Josh was out of his mind. “I thought you two were just starting, and it wasn’t even a dating thing.”
Sighing, Josh ran a hand through his hair. “Yeah, well, the deal changed. I think I’m going as a buffer, but she wants me to go with her, so I thought why the hell not.”
“Hmm, the deal changed how?” Cole questioned him in that cool serious tone he usually reserved for business.
Josh thought of the sexy doctor. “The deal changed in the fact that she asked, and there was no way in hell I was going to say no.”
“Oh shit,” Cole muttered.
“Oh shit indeed,” Josh replied. “I’ll see you Tuesday at 10:30. If the time needs to be changed, let me know.”
“Will do, Josh. Have fun down south.”
Chuckling, Josh asked, “Was that a sex joke, Cole? From you?”
Josh could have sworn he could see the lawyer’s eyes rolling.
“I’ll have you know I can tell a sex joke just like the next guy.”
“Sure you can, man. You just choose to be mysterious. Is that it?” Josh laughed.
“That’s exactly it. See you Tuesday, Joshua.”
“See you Tuesday,” he replied before he ended the call.
Thursday night turned up much quicker than Shelly had anticipated. She was in the process of packing her bag when her phone beeped.
Leaning over, she saw DD on the display and opened the message.
DD: Don’t pack much.
Smiling, Shelly texted back.
Why?
Throwing the phone on the bed, she moved to the closet and pulled out her cowgirl boots, grinning. She had a good feeling about this trip. Maybe not so much the eleven-hour car ride, but she was looking forward to spending time with Josh. She found she was a lot more excited than she had originally thought she would be. Walking back to the bed, she placed the boots in her suitcase and looked at the phone.
DD: You only need enough clothes for meals with your parents. Around me— nothing.
Shelly turned, resting her butt against the bed. She closed her eyes for a moment picturing Josh. Hot damn! The guy pushes my buttons. She couldn’t wait to get her hands on his naked body. Licking her lips, she wrote back.
We’re staying at my parents’ house. You plan to have me naked under my father’s roof?
There, take that! She grinned, wickedly.
Moving to her chest of drawers, she opened it and looked at her panties.
Hmm… Picking out the sexiest items she owned, she turned, throwing them in the bag, when the phone vibrated.
DD: I plan to have you naked under me. If that happens to be in your father’s house, then so be it.
Giggling, Shelly called Josh’s number.
He answered immediately. “I mean it, Shelly.”
“Is that right? But then you’d miss seeing all the pretty panties I just packed.” She took great delight in the soft groan she heard at the other end.
“What color are they?”
“My panties?”
“Yes, Shelly, your panties that you just packed. What color are they?”
Looking into the bag, she answered, “Black, white, hot pink.”
“Bikini or thong?”
“Why?” she asked, picking up the black lace thong that had a pearl in the middle of the waistband.
“Because I’m picturing the color disappearing between your perfect pale ass cheeks, and if they’re bikinis, I need to change the fantasy.”
Holding back her moan, Shelly dropped the panties. “How do you know my behind is pale? You haven’t seen it. And don’t change your fantasy. You’re spot on.”
Groaning louder this time, she could have sworn she felt it rumble through the phone.
“I’m picturing it in HD as we speak—your deliciously round ass with a sexy strip of lace running down the middle.”