The Bet (Addison #2) by Erica M. Christensen Read Free Book Online Page A

of champagne and lit candles surrounding the jacuzzi tub. “Did you know about this?” My gaze darts to Lucas, giving him an accusatory glare. Not that it’s not impressive, because it is. No one has ever gone this far to get into my pants.
    “I wish I did, but no. They must have decorated the wrong room.” Lucas walks over to the jacuzzi tub and picks up the card that is sitting next to the champagne.
     
    Happy 10th Anniversary Jarod and Julie!
     
    “Well, apparently we’re Jeff and Julie this evening.” Lucas hands the card over to me and I read it.
    “Where’s my anniversary present, Jarod?” I flick the card back at him.
    “Ooh! You’re into role play, huh? What else don’t I know about you?” Lucas inches closer to me. I place my hand on his chest to push him away.
    “Oh my God! I am not into role play!” Well…maybe I am today. But, if that’s the case…all bets are off, right?” I bite my bottom lip and smirk. Lucas grabs my wrist from his chest and pulls me into him.
    “Oh no, the bet is still on. Addison or Julie, whomever you want to be…try to win,” He whispers in my ear.
    “What do you mean, try to win?” I gently push away.
    “The bet was $300 for thirty dates with no kissing and no sex. If I kiss you, I lose. Try to get me to kiss you.” Lucas stares at me with an intimidating smirk and backs away from me. He takes off his suit jacket and removes his bow tie. My palms are sweating, my knees are weak, and my stomach is gurgling. Bad timing, bowels…bad, bad timing. To mask my nervousness, I roll my shoulders back and puff out my pancake chest.
    “Lucas, I drink whiskey out of wine glasses. You don’t intimidate me…you’ll kiss me by the end of the night.” His eyes accept the challenge and he takes off his white dress shirt.
    Holy abs and the V! Dear Jesus. I’ve seen these a million times this week, but never ever in a heated moment like this one. My fingers tremble as they unbutton my blazer, revealing a red lace camisole underneath. I remove the blazer and put it on the bed, kick off my new red Jimmy Choos, and slowly take off my pants. I glance over at Lucas and catch him staring hungrily. My subconscious must have known he was going down on me tonight…I mean something…was going down tonight. I’m in fancy ass black lace panties, and I got my Chewbacca legs waxed this morning, as well as a Brazilian. Now, if I can just keep my stomach under control…that would be fan-fucking-tastic. Lucas grabs his swim trunks from his bag and walks into the bathroom to change. I run over to my suitcase and pull out my brand new black and gold bikini. Thankfully the top is a padded push-up, so my pancakes look like pretty cupcakes now. I slip into the steamy hot jacuzzi tub and pour two glasses of champagne nearly to the brim. The sound of the bathroom door knob turning made my heart lurch.
    “ Julie , baby. Happy ten years, my beautiful wife.” Lucas walks out of the bathroom with his hair combed over and swim trunks pulled up to his belly button. A big belly laugh comes rolling out of my mouth.
    “ Jarod , thank you, my darling. Won’t you join me for a nice hot bath and champagne?” Lucas steps into the jacuzzi and sits at the opposite end from me. He grabs his glass of champagne, careful to sip a little off the top to avoid spilling any. “Don’t you feel kinda bad for them?” I ask.
    “Jarod and Julie? Nah. If they’ve been together for ten years they don’t need flower petals and candles surrounding a nice jacuzzi tub to set the mood. I’m sure they’re parents and being away from the kids for the weekend is more than enough to set the mood for them.” Lucas dips his free hand into the water and messes up his hair. A simple act, yet it sends electricity through my bones.
    “Good point.” I take a sip of my champagne and set the glass down on the side of the tub. “Let’s play a game.” Lucas’s eyes widen and a smirk forms at the corner of his