More Than a Fling [Uniformed and Blazing Hot 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Tonya Ramagos Page B

on A-shift hasn’t noticed the way she looks at him?”
    Davon pushed a hard, audible breath from his lungs. “Neil and I warned her that was going to happen.”
    “Hell, it’s not like any of us cares. Well, not anyone except for Casper, anyway.”
    Davon’s brows etched together. “Why would Casper give a shit?”
    Tanner shrugged. “He may not, but I’ve had a suspicion for a long time that he’s got the hots for Maddie.”
    Davon shook his head. “And the saga continues.”
    Tanner waited a beat as he slid his gaze slowly between his and Nick’s yard and Alyssa’s. “Let’s go with wooden privacy and the dividing fence. Get Alyssa’s up first and I’ll run it by Nick about putting one around our property, too. See what he thinks.”
    Davon nodded and pulled a measuring tape off the tool belt around his waist. “Help me get some measurements. We’ll run down to the lumber yard and I’ll get you an estimate for her. If she agrees, I should be able to have it up by the end of our next forty-eight off.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Nick cursed a blue streak as he rolled a link of smoked sausage on the grill and caught sight of its charred state. He had burned the damn thing. Tanner would never let him live that down if he saw it. Lucky for him, Tanner had gone to the store to pick up a bag of frozen fries and buns for the hamburgers and sausage dogs.
    Movement at his feet drew his attention down and a truly genius idea sparked. Careful not to burn his fingers as badly as he had done the sausage link, he clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth twice, got Precious’s attention, and tossed the sausage through the air into Alyssa’s yard. Precious barked once and bolted after it.
    Nick felt himself grin. In seconds, the evidence of his absent-mindedness was gulped down by the dog. Determined not to ruin the remaining sausage links, he returned his attention to the grill and shuffled them around on the grate before closing the lid and adjusting the damper to cool the inside temperature.
    Too bad his temper didn’t have a damper that worked the same way. It wasn’t the loss of the sausage link that ticked him off. There was more than enough of those still on the grill…provided he didn’t burn those, too, and he still had the hamburger patties to cook. It was the reason he had burnt the sausage link in the first place that had his temper sparking.
    He couldn’t get her out of his fucking head. A beneficial friend, no matter how fantastic she was in bed, wasn’t supposed to monopolize his thoughts the way Alyssa had done all day. Forget that she was sexy as hell, funny, smart, and had shown him one hell of a good time last night. None of that should have been cause for him to spend the entire day fantasizing about the things he wanted to do to her tonight.
    What he needed to do was stay away from her tonight. He would be back on shift by seven in the morning and would have twenty-four blessed hours before he had to worry about crossing paths with her again. By that time, he sure as shit should have his mind back on the right track.
    He heard her car pull into the driveway next door. Precious barked at the sound of the driver’s door closing and Nick braced himself for the sight of her. He didn’t have to wait long. He lifted the lid of the grill, decided it best to take the remaining links off now, and plated them as his attention zeroed in like a laser on the image that stepped into his peripheral vision.
    He had watched her leave her house this morning. The plaid skirt she had put on with the conservative, yet totally dick-teasing blouse, and three-inch stilettos had played major roles in his daydreaming about her since the moment she had walked out of her front door.
    “How’s my baby?” Alyssa’s cooing tone traveled on the gentle breeze between the yards and had Nick’s heart picking up pace. “Did you enjoy spending another day with Tanner and Nick?”
    Precious barked, ran a circle around her