Summer Break (Love Nibbles Book 4) by Bonnie Dee Read Free Book Online Page B

“I guess I just want a house…a home. And I wouldn’t mind an outdoor job of some kind. I prefer being outside.” He looked at her. “What about you? What do you want?”
    She sipped from her glass of wine. “The same, except for the working outdoors part. I mean, a home and someone to share it with. Who doesn’t want that?”
    He grunted agreement.
    Brianne gestured around her. “This…It’s a house but it’s not a home, you know?”
    Eric considered his next words carefully. “I’ve got another question for you. I know why I’m in…why I want you. But what the hell are you doing with me, Brianne? Is this payback for Josh ignoring you? If you just wanted a summer fling with no agenda, there are more appropriate guys you could choose from.”
    She glared. “I’m not using you to hurt Josh. I told you this isn’t a whim. I’ve been aware of you like you’ve been of me, and this”—she gestured back and forth between them—“isn’t as sudden or random as it seems.”
    “Why me?” he asked again, unable to imagine why she’d bother.
    “Because you’re quiet. Because I think there’s a lot more going on behind your silence than you’ll ever let anyone know. And because I get hot and wet every time I think about you.”
    That last admission nearly made him choke on his potato and his cock began to stiffen once more. Nice to know he wasn’t the only one enthralled, but if anything it made him even more aware of the ghost of Josh hanging over what could have been a budding romance. How long had Brianne lusted after Eric, as he did for her, and what did it say about her relationship with Josh? What did it mean for the future?
    Oh, right. There was no future, because in less than a month they’d all scatter in separate directions and rarely see each other again. But before that happened, Josh would find out what they’d done, and all three relationships would be destroyed.
    Eric set his fork down at last. “I’m done.”
    Brianne stood and stacked the plates and silverware. “Want to go in the hot tub for a while or kick back in front of the TV?”
    “I should probably go home.” Eric sounded half-hearted even to his own ears.
    Brianne set the plates back down on the table. She lifted her palms like scales and weighed his options. “Go home to an stuffy apartment and sleep alone on a lumpy hide-a-bed, or hang out with Brianne in air-conditioned comfort in front of a big screen TV, then have wild monkey sex in her queen-size bed on Egyptian cotton sheets? Decisions, decisions.”
    Eric scratched his chest and gazed at the flickering candle surrounded by wilting flowers. “I guess I could stay for a little while.”
     
    Chapter Four
    Over the next few days, he learned how truly weak his will was. Every morning he’d tell himself he’d end this affair with Brianne, but by the end of the workday he’d head to her house. He was mere steel fillings and she a powerful magnet. Now that his long-hidden passion was out, it devoured like wildfire. He wanted Brianne more every day.
    Every time he thought of her, saw her, listened to her laughter, or pushed into her hot, willing body, he couldn’t picture his drab life with her not in it.
    It was some small comfort that she seemed just as captivated by him. Made him feel a little less pathetic.
    One day she even showed up at the house where he and Carl were ripping out old carpet and dragging the rolls to the back of the van for disposal.
    It was close to ninety degrees outside. Eric’s T-shirt was molded to his perspiring body and his hair plastered to his head with sweat. He knew he smelled like an armpit and looked like a vagrant.
    Wearing a white sundress edged in lace, Brianne stepped out of her little green sports car, her red hair piled loosely on her head, a cherry Popsicle in one hand. She sucked it as she walked toward Eric.
    He frowned at Carl, ogling the shape of her body outlined through the thin material of the dress. “What are you