More With You by Kaylee Ryan Page A

interested and he doesn’t seem to get it,” she whispers.
    I relax even more, knowing she doesn’t want him.  I pull her back to rest flat against my chest and rest my head on her shoulder.  I feel her shiver at the contact of my breath on her neck.  I’m glad to know that she’s affected too.  If she only knew how she affects me.  Well, she probably does by now.  I’m hard as a rock, with her ass resting right on top of me.  The lines keep getting blurred from what I want and what I know needs to happen.  I can’t think of a time in my life when I have wanted anything as bad as I want Hailey. 
    After several lame attempts at small talk, Seth and his posse say their goodbyes and head back down the beach.  Even though I don’t want them around either of the girls, I’m sad to see them go.  This means I have to let Hailey go.  I won’t be able to hold her in my arms and nuzzle her neck.  Fuck my life! 
    I again find myself in the position of having to let her go.  I hate letting her go.  As if she is in my head, Hailey moves away from me, scooting to sit on the edge of the lounger.
    “We can’t leave you two alone for all the damn vultures,” Liam says.
    Allison laughs.  “Babe, we were fine.  They were just being friendly.  We knew you were going to be home soon.  We actually told the guys you were in the house.  They didn’t even know we were here alone,” she tells him.
    “Fuck, and they were still all up on you,” he says.
    “I’m hungry, what did you bring for the birthday girl’s dinner?” Allison asks, changing the subject.
    “Steak, baked potato, and salad.” Liam stands and pulls Allison up with him.  “I’ll start the grill.”
    I watch as they walk away.  Reaching over, I grab Hailey’s hand, and lace our fingers together.  Gently, I rub my thumb across her knuckles, just needing to touch her.  I look up to find her gaze locked on our hands.  Pulling her hand to my lips, her eyes following me, and I place a soft kiss on her palm.  I lace my fingers back through hers and stand up, pulling her with me.  After gathering her things, and we head back to the house with our hands still laced, still connected.
    We reach the steps that lead to the deck and I gently squeeze her hand before releasing it. She offers me a shy smile and I want to taste those lips. I hate that I have to let her go. She seems to understand because she bumps her shoulder with mine and starts up the stairs. I watch her go, my body aching with desire for her.
    Liam mans the grill, Allison makes the salads, and I mix the girls their first drink.  Hailey is sitting on the deck. We all three have instructed her to not lift a finger.  She didn’t protest.
    I bring Hales and Allison their first drink of the night, Strawberry daiquiris, on the weak side of course. Dinner is great. Nothing beats a good grilled steak with baked potato. Allison suggests we play spoons.  She loves that damn game. 
    Hailey, of course, is on board.  She jets off to the kitchen to gather three spoons and a deck of cards to set up the game. 
    The beach house has outdoor speakers that are connected to the entertainment center in the living room.  Liam goes in and sets his iPod to shuffle.  He and Hailey return at the same time, both wearing huge smiles.  Who am I kidding?  We all love this damn game.
    We play the first round and Allison gets a letter.  The girls announce that they need a refill so I head to the kitchen and make them another drink.  I grab two bottles of water out of the fridge.  I deliver the drinks, handing Liam the second bottle of water.  He nods his head and that’s all the confirmation that I need to know that he and I are on the same page.  Must stay sober! 
    We continue on with the game, and as always, we are all enjoying ourselves.  Allison and Hailey have had a few more refills and both are relaxed.  So relaxed, that everything is suddenly funny to them.  I lost the last round