Changing Roles

Her eyes lit up, and she moved closer. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you. What did you say? I was what?”

Laughing, I kissed her—hard. She was adorable. “You were right. One hundred percent right.” Then I smirked. “And I am going to have fun with them when they eventually resurface.”

“Liam? If you embarrass her, she might decide to spend less time with Douglas. And more time here.”

I frowned, not understanding her point. Caroline was here to see Shelby after all. “And?”

“If she’s here, we won’t be alone. And then I couldn’t do this.” With a grin, she slipped off my lap onto her knees in front of me. Her hands began a torturous circuit up my thighs, gliding under the loose legs of the board shorts I was wearing and teasing OJ. He instantly became far more interested in the fact that her mouth was right there than the fact that French toast was close to my mouth. I dropped my fork as Shelby tugged on the material, lifting my hips as she pulled him free of the suddenly restraining fabric.

When her mouth closed around me, wet and warm, my head fell back, thoughts of breakfast, Caroline, or anything else leaving my head, at least the one on my shoulders. The only thing in the entire world that mattered was the sexy woman kneeling in front of me with my cock in her mouth. Dammit, she was good at pleasuring me.

“Oh fuck…Shelby…” I groaned.

Her eyes were filled with mischief as she pulled back, teasing the head with her tongue, the pink tip gliding and licking, making my eyes roll back in my head. “You really want Caroline here all the time before you leave?”

“No,” I panted, shaking my head, understanding her completely now. And in utter agreement. “Caroline should spend lots of time with Douglas. She can come back after I leave,” I gasped. “Not saying a bloody word.”

She winked. “Good plan.”

My reward was her mouth on me again.

Both OJ and I rejoiced.

Loudly.Later in the afternoon, I handed Douglas another beer, grinning at the expression on his face as he watched Shelby and Caroline chatting, floating around the pool. “You are a goner there, big bro.”

He glanced at me, frowning. “I just met her, Liam. Hardly a goner.”

“Hmph,” I mused, throwing myself back into the lounger next to him, staring at Shelby. Her blue bathing suit was nowhere near small enough for my taste, but since we had guests, it was probably for the best. They might not like the reaction I would have to her more revealing suits. As it was, I had to keep OJ on a short leash and distracted. “Well then, you’ll be happy to know Shelby is planning on keeping Caroline busy over the next few days. You won’t have to worry about her being too…clingy or anything.”

The bottle paused in midair and Douglas glanced at me. “Oh.”

I hid my grin. “Problem?”

“No.” He paused. “But I thought you were home the next few days. I, ah, was planning to take Caroline around, show her some great photo spots and, um, you know, let you have some time with Shelby before you left for your shoot. You know, as a favor.”

“Ah. Such a selfless gesture on your part.” I rolled my eyes. “You are so full of it.”

He joined me in my laughter. “I am. Bloody hell, Liam, she’s fabulous.”

I agreed. “She’s great. I like her.”

His eyes were focused on her. “I like her too…a lot.”

“She’s feisty.”

“She’s smart, funny, and sexy as hell,” he pronounced. “She makes me laugh. I like how she makes me feel when I’m with her. So at ease and happy.”

“So, not bringing her back, then.”

He shook his head. “Not if I can convince her to stay for the night. I already promised her a tour of the studio tomorrow.”

“The way she’s looking at you, I don’t think it’ll be too difficult to convince her.” I pointed out. “And the way the two of them are scheming over there, I think it’s being decided for you.”

He grinned, taking another swig of his beer. “I’m surprisingly good with it.” He swallowed. “I’ll make sure to give her back after you’re gone. I know she wants to spend time with Shelby.”

“I think Shelby is thrilled her matchmaking worked. She doesn’t mind Caroline spending time with you.”

“And you are all for it,” he stated dryly.

I didn’t bother to hide my amusement. “Whatever makes Shelby happy.”

He snorted but didn’t say anything else for a few moments.

“When do you leave?”

“Sunday.”

“You don’t sound enthused.”

I shrugged. “It’s fine. I hate leaving Shelby these days, even if it’s only for a short time. She’s handling all of this well, but I keep thinking something is going to go wrong.”

“She’s strong, Liam. She loves you.”

“I love her.”

His voice was serious. “I know. It’s good to see. She’s changing you—for the better.”