Chasing Trouble (Chasing Love 1)

He gave her one of those signature winks and a sly smile before he swatted her butt and led her into the house.

“By the way”—he looked down her body in a way that made Jenna want to preen and grin like a moron—“I love how you look in my shirts. I’m starting to see why you have such an obsession with them.”

“I don’t have an obsession with your shirts!”

“Uh-huh, is that why you’re always staring at my chest?”

Her mouth snapped shut. She had been caught. But it was the second thing this morning she couldn’t bring herself to feel sorry about.

Colt swooped her up and over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Causing the blanket to drop on the dock. She squealed in surprise. Her bare ass was high in the air for God and country to see.

Colt merely let out an appreciative whistle and bit her thigh. “On second thought, I just may eat you for breakfast.”

With that, he ran down the dock, back toward the cabin. And Jenna bobbed and smiled like a fool over his shoulder the entire way.

Chapter Sixteen

“You said you ‘had this covered,’” JJ yelled at Colt from the bedroom. Colt was sitting on the living room couch. After having the door slammed in his face, he figured it was the safest place to reside at the moment.

“I do.” He wove his fingers and placed them behind his head. “I stopped at the mini-mart before I picked you up and got the necessities, including a toothbrush—you’re welcome—and grabbed some of Lily’s clothes.”

“Lily’s clothes don’t fit me!”

Shit. How was he supposed to know? They were friends, and he assumed all women shared clothes.

“It can’t be that bad.”

“It is.”

“Just come on out and let me be the judge of that. Worst case you walk around naked.” Colt smiled at his brilliant idea, but he heard Jenna growl before she threw open the door and stomped out.

He instantly leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees, and stared at the hot little piece before him.

“Lord have mercy,” he breathed. He grabbed the bill of his hat and slid it around so it was backward. He didn’t want anything to obstruct his view.

“See, I told you.” Jenna turned and looked down at her ass. Her shapely ass. Her fucking amazing ass. “The shorts are too tight.”

“I say they fit perfect.”

She rolled her eyes and faced him again. “And the top is also too small.”

“What top?” Colt asked. All he saw was a tight little stomach and two delectable handfuls of cleavage barely covered by a small piece of fabric.

“Exactly!”

“Hey, I offered a solution.” He couldn’t help but grin.

“Going naked isn’t really a viable option.”

“Why not? We’re staying here, going swimming, no one is around.”

“Really?”

Colt nodded.

“Right. And I’m sure you would just walk around naked yourself.”

“Ah, sugar, all you had to do was ask.”