Here’s the latest teaser to tide you over for another month. Enjoy 🙂
Wiggling my way under the bed, I hoped to score a pair of black, spandex shorts. My efforts were quickly derailed.
“Why do I seem to always get this view of you?” Sean purred from somewhere in my room. It startled me enough to make me whack my head on the bed rail.
“Ouch!” I yelled, trying to rub the growing bump in the confined space.
“Don’t get me wrong,” he continued, his voice moving closer, “I enjoy the view immensely, but seriously, Ruby…if I had a dollar for every time I caught you like this, I could buy another car.”
“You could buy another car regardless,” I argued, ass still hanging out from under the bed. “Maybe you should stop barging in on people when you’re not invited and you wouldn’t have this problem at all.”
“Maybe you should try cleaning your room so you wouldn’t have this problem.”
He had a point.
“Fine,” I yelled from under the bed, grabbing what I thought were shorts. “You win. I’ll clean.” I shimmied back out on my belly and came to stand in front of him. I held up the black fabric that—amazingly enough—turned out to be what I was looking for.
Sean eyed the tiny strip of fabric with a dash of amusement.
“Are those for a six-year-old?”
“They stretch!” I said, slapping him playfully in the chest with object in question. “Jerk.”
He tried to contain his laughter, but failed miserably, sending me out of the room, eyes rolling, to the bathroom so I could change. I emerged seconds later wearing only the tiny shorts and a tank top.
All the playfulness drained from his face.