42 Hours (Time for Love 3)

“Hmmm?” she mumbled incoherently, her hands still busy with their exploration.

I lowered my head to kiss her gently on the lips, replying, “The gang is back from shopping. They’re inside.” Then I rolled off her and onto my back, letting the cold water take some of the heat out of my throbbing body.

I turned my head to look at Gaby, and smiled at the sight of her taking deep breaths to try and control herself. I loved the fact that she’d responded so sweetly to my kisses. I knew the chemistry between us would be off the charts, and it thrilled me that I was right.

“You okay?” I asked softly.

Gaby rolled her head to the side to bring her gaze to mine, and she grinned happily. “Yeah, I’m great. You?”

“A little frustrated,” I replied honestly, causing her to laugh and nod her agreement. “But, other than that … I’m perfect.” I looked at her intently, eager for her to see that I was telling the truth.

She brought herself into a sitting position, then leaned over to press her lips to mine. Her lips were warm, but her hair was cold and wet as it hit the side of my face. I brought my hand up to pull her hair back, slanting my head to deepen the kiss before she pulled back with a sweet smile.

“Ready to go in?” she asked, her face soft.

“Yeah,” I responded as she pushed off of me and stood.

I took her hand in mine, and we walked back to the house. I held open the door for her once we reached it, and we walked inside to the happy chatter of our friends. When they head us come in, the talking stopped and they all turned to look at us. I squeezed Gaby’s hand in mine to let her know I was there for her, but she just smiled at our friends and said, “Hey, guys, did you buy anything good?”

Shelly and Sasha pulled her from me and maneuvered her toward the stairs to look at their purchases. I watched the girls’ retreat, then turned to Cal and TJ, who were looking at me with big grins on their faces.

“Beer?” TJ asked, and I knew things between us all would be just fine.

Chapter 18 – Gaby

“I’m so sorry,” Shelly said quietly as we walked up the stairs.

I flushed when I imagined what we must have looked like, going at it on the beach like a couple of horny teenagers. I held up my mouth to hold in a giggle and replied, “That’s okay, we were getting a little carried away. It was probably a good thing that you guys came back when you did.”

“What are we whispering about?” Sasha asked as we walked into the room Shelly and Cal were using to look at her purchases.

“Gaby and Scott were going at it on the beach when I walked outside,” Shelly told her with a wide grin.

Sasha raised her eyebrow and rubbed her hands together. “Tell us everything. Was it hot?”

“Totally hot,” Shelly put in before turning to look at me expectantly.

I let out a small laugh at her words; what could I say, it was totally hot. The hottest make out session I’d ever had.

“Well, when I woke up, you were all gone, and Scott was waiting for me. He planned a picnic by the lake, which was wonderful, then we laid out for a bit before he threw me in the water,” I began, enjoying my friends rapt attention at my retelling.

“He threw you in?” Shelly ask

ed with a grimace.

“Yup, and it was freezing,” I replied, then gave them a wicked grin. “But it got heated pretty quickly…” I laughed when Sasha slapped Shelly on the arm, indicating the story was getting good, and Shelly yelped. “We were playing around, swimming after each other and dunking each other, then … he caught me, and one thing led to another.”

“And, viola … horny on the beach,” Shelly said with a giggle, causing Sasha and me to laugh along with her.

“Yeah, that pretty much sums it up,” I said once I caught my breath.

“Wow,” Sasha said, brushing a strand of wet hair off of my face. “Things are moving along with you guys.”

I answered Sasha by saying, “Yeah … This is definitely not the way I expected his weekend to go, but I’m kind of being swept away. Being with Scott is better than I ever could have imagined.”

“Awe,” Shelly said, bringing her hand to her mouth as her eyes filled.

“I need to throw on some clothes, I’ll be right back,” I said when I realized that I was still wet and quickly becoming cold. When I turned to walk out of the room, Sasha took Shelly in her arms and murmured, “It’s okay, mama, I know you’re emotional right now.”