Now Lee and Heather were looking happy and tanned and… horny, if the way Heather was kissing Lee was any indication. Danny watched for a moment, fucking blown away by how pretty they were together.
Then he got up and went to join them. He was never really one for self-denial.
The moment Danny’s hands landed on Lee’s skin, he got a moan, and two sets of hungry eyes stared up at him. “Hey, baby. Gonna join us?”
“Mmm. Only if we go in where there’s a bed.” Chaise lounges left waffle weave prints on his ass.
“Sounds like a plan,” Heather said, grabbing his arm to lever herself up. She kissed the side of his mouth, humming a little. “You look a lot happier, honey.”
“I feel it.” He loved Wyoming and Mystic U, but he hated feeling like a hunted animal. “This is good.”
“It is.” Lee rose too, putting one hand on his ass, the other on Heather’s. “Hopefully it’ll all be over by the time we get home.”
“Yeah. Hopefully it will.” If it wasn’t, Danny was worried that Lee would do something stupid to draw the guy out. They needed to avoid that at all costs.
For now, though, he was going to forget all about Wolf Creek and the moon and people with rifles. Heather in a bikini and Lee in nothing but some coconut oil were just impossible to resist.
Julia Talbot
Julia Talbot has been assimilated by Texas, where there is hot and cold running rodeo, cowboys and smoked brisket. A full time author, Julia has been published by Torquere Press, Suspect Thoughts, Pretty Things Press and Changeling Press. She can most often be found in coffee shops and restaurants, scribbling in her notebook and entertaining other diners with her mutterings.
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