Ignite (Wildwood 1)

Harper actually blushed. Damn her pale skin. “There are no real dirty details.”

“Then why the blush?”

“You’ll never believe who my someone is.” Harper pressed her lips together, nerves eating at her insides. Maybe she shouldn’t tell Delilah after all. She might flip out. She might try to convince her she was making a mistake—and maybe she was. She probably was. Okay fine, she totally was, but nothing could change her mind. The idea of letting West go filled her with panic. Yeah, he’d been a jerk last night, but he’d been honest.

And now she was contemplating taking him up on that honest offer and seeing where it might take them . . .

Okay. Maybe that wasn’t the smartest choice, but it was definitely a selfish one. And since when had she ever been selfish when it came to being with a guy? She was a giver. She always had been. With Roger, she’d deferred to him on everything. Every choice, every matter, every meal, every TV show. It was all for Roger, never for her.

Well, she was done. Now she wanted to do something for herself. And she was considering doing . . .

West.

“Let me guess.” Delilah’s gaze never wavered from Harper’s. “It’s West.”

Harper’s jaw dropped open. “How did you know?”

The smug look on Delilah’s face was obvious. “I saw the way he looked at you at the supermarket. I’d recognize that look anywhere.”

Harper leaned back in her chair. “What do you mean?”

“He looked like he wanted to gobble you up. And in the best possible way too.” Delilah smiled. “So, what happened between you two? Does Wren know about this?”

“No,” Harper said quickly. “Wren doesn’t have a clue and you can’t tell her. She will flip the heck out.” She proceeded to give Delilah all the details, right down to what West said before she left the condo.

“And I haven’t heard from him since,” Harper finished, shaking her head.

“It’s only been a day,” Delilah pointed out. “Oh, and he’s an idiot. I just needed to state that for the record.”

“He’s a total idiot,” Harper agreed. “But he’s a sexy, sweet idiot and I think I want to go talk to him. He’s off work tonight. Tomorrow night too.” Imagine the many things they could be doing for the next two nights . . .

Okay, seriously. Did she really want to fool around with West? Have a no-holds-barred fling with him? One night together and then they could walk away. No attachments. No obligations.

She couldn’t believe she was considering such an arrangement, but her life was already in complete upheaval so what the hell.

“What do you have in mind?”

“Well, that’s where I think I need advice.” Harper chewed on her lower lip. She’d never been as open about her sex life like Delilah and Wren were. “I need some more . . . excitement in my life.”

“Of the sexual kind?”

Harper nodded. “And I want to see if West is up for the challenge.”

“I’m sure he is.”

“Maybe so, but maybe not with me?” Harper sighed. “All that talk about him feeling unworthy worries me. Like he’ll never make a move on me because he thinks I’m long-term material when he’s looking for a short-term girl.”

“And you want to be his short-term girl?”

Harper nodded. She wasn’t ready for any sort of commitment, no matter what West said. She wanted something fun. Hot. Mind blowing.

Passionate.

The secretive smile curling Delilah’s lips made Harper smile in return. “Then I know just the thing for you to do to blow his socks off. Even if he’s not wearing any socks.”

They both started to laugh.

“I’m serious though. You’ll need to be bold,” Delilah said.