Goody Two Shoes (Invertary 2)

Caroline nodded. “We had a little accident. Josh was too scared to have sex so he ran away and fell into a bush.”

“Don’t say a word,” the bush warned Mitch. “Just get me out of here.”

“I think he has concussion,” Caroline told Mitch.

Mitch dissolved into hysterics. He wiped his eyes as he pulled his cell phone from his pockets. He aimed it at Josh. “This is one for Facebook.”

“You better not be taking photos.” The bush shook as it threatened Mitch.

“Would I do that?” Mitch grinned at her.

“Get me out of here.” Josh didn’t sound happy.

Caroline suddenly ran out of steam. She sat down on the grass beside Josh’s bush. It was lovely and cool on her skin, so she lay out flat on it. Josh and Mitch were a dull noise in her head while she looked up at the stars. Perfect, she thought as she drifted off to sleep.

By the time Josh was freed from the bush, Caroline was out cold. Spread-eagle on the grass.

“Don’t even think about taking a photo of this,” he warned Mitch.

“You don’t want it for the family album?”

“What are you doing back here, anyway? I thought you’d be tucked up in bed at the pub.”

“I came back to see if you needed help. Good job I did, isn’t it?”

Josh couldn’t help a grin forming on his lips. “She was trying to seduce me.”

Mitch grinned back. “By shoving you into the lavender?”

They smiled at Caroline as she gently snored.

“I better get her to bed. She’s going to have a serious hangover tomorrow.”

He crouched beside her. Her creamy skin shone in the moonlight. Her lips were parted slightly and her hair was spread out around her. Man, but she was beautiful.

“I’ll leave you to it.” Mitch thumped him on the shoulder before he disappeared.

Caroline looked so peaceful that part of him wanted to lie beside her and wait for the dawn. Instead he scooped her up and held her tight. Caroline opened drowsy eyes and smiled at him, then curled her arms around his neck.

“I love how you feel,” she told him.

His stomach knotted.

“You’re always so warm.” She rubbed her cheek on his chest. “You feel strong, yet soft and smooth.” She kissed the spot sh

e’d rubbed as he carried her to the back door. “I want to lick you all over.” Her tongue traced along his skin.

Josh bit back a groan. If she’d been sober. If she hadn’t polished off so much champagne that she’d become someone else, he’d had taken her at her word. Then he would have taken her. Instead he turned towards the hallway and started the long climb to the fourth floor and his bedroom. Typical. He eventually got Caroline into a room with a door and she was too sloshed to care.

“I feel so dizzy,” she moaned as her head hit his chest.

“You’re drunk, baby.” He smiled down at her.

“I’ve never been drunk before.”

“No kidding.” He turned the corner to start the next flight of stairs.

“I keep doing all these things with you I’ve never done before. Drinking. Lying. Stealing sex books.” She looked up at him, beautiful wide eyes through dark lashes. It made his chest tighten. “You’re corrupting me.”