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.
