Feels like Rain (Lake Fisher 3) - Page 83

I watch him as he steps into a pair of work jeans, pulls them up over his hips and buttons them. “There most certainly is a dude,” I reply. I lick my lips, and Ethan rolls his eyes, but he’s grinning.

“Wait!” she cries. “Is he there now?”

“Yep.” I let my eyes drag up and down his body. “He’s standing in front of me with nothing on but a pair of work jeans. And he is so pretty…”

“Tell me more.” She sounds almost giddy with excitement.

“He has a twelve-pack.”

“You mean six-pack?” she replies.

“Nope. I mean twelve-pack. He has muscles on top of muscles.”

“I am not a piece of meat,” he growls at me.

“But the best thing about him is his eyes,” I continue, and I’m surprised when I hear my own voice going soft. “And the way he looks at me? That just does it for me.”

He blushes a little, but he doesn’t move a muscle.

“When did you meet him?”

“Believe it or not, I met him when we were both thirteen. He was my best friend. Then we lost touch, I met Charles, and Ethan got married too.”

“Oh, dear Lord. Please tell me you’re not seeing a married man.”

If I were, she’d drive up here just to kick my ass, and I’m well aware of that.

“No, his wife died in a tragic accident a little over five years ago.”

He sits down on the edge of the bed and puts his socks on, but I can tell that I have all his attention.

“And get this, Camille,” I say. I stare directly into his eyes as I say it, and I don’t look away. “I think I’m falling in love with him. I know it’s quick, but when I’m with him, it just feels so right. I don’t even know how to explain it.”

“Girl, I think you got it bad.”

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sp; I nod. “I do got it bad.”

“How does he feel about you? Is he feeling the same way?”

“I don’t know how he feels.”

He nods. “He feels the same,” he whispers.

“I think we might be on the exact same page. Or at least I hope we are.” I let out a heavy sigh. I’ve never been this honest with anyone. And I’m not referring to my conversation with Camille.

“Okay, I need to see it to believe it. He sounds too good to be true.”

“Well, come on down. You and Rachel should come down this weekend. Stay the whole weekend. It’ll be fun.”

I hear her talking over her shoulder to her wife, Rachel, whom I also adore.

“But,” I say, breaking into her conversation with Rachel, which I’m hearing on the periphery, “if either of you decides to try to steal him from me, it’s on. That’s all I’m saying.”

“If I liked dick, you might have something to worry about. Since I don’t, I think you’re safe. Besides, some women are better than that old Sandra.” She snarls the last three words.

“Well, I certainly hope so.” Finally, Ethan pulls on a t-shirt, and all that manly skin is covered up. “So, are you guys coming?”

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