secretly
wanted to fuck a man, but never had someone else to blame it
on.”
“Owen?” Caitlyn said from just behind
him.
Heat flooded his face. He cringed and turned
to find her dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a white blouse with an
out-of-style flop of a bow at the throat, and a tweed blazer his
grandmother would be ashamed to own. And why did her conservative
attire turn him on as much as that negligée had? He was in
trouble.
“Hey, Caitlyn. Are you ready to leave?”
“Are you whoring yourself out?” she
asked.
“What? No, of course not.”
“I’m not sure why you’re even having a
discussion with this woman,” Kelly said, nodding toward the diamond
queen. “As if you’re considering this bullshit or something.”
“I wasn’t considering it. I just wondered if
men actually went through with it. That’s a lot of money.”
Caitlyn’s arm circled Owen’s waist, and her
hand slid over his bare belly. “You know I get half of every dime
you make, baby. How much did she offer you?”
Owen laughed. Kelly gaped at her. Owen
slapped Kelly on the chest. “Inside joke. I’ll explain later. Let’s
go.”
“How do you have inside jokes with someone
you just met?” Kelly said as he started toward the exit again.
“Good luck finding your fantasy,” Owen said
to the woman in diamonds. Sex with another man was one of those sex
acts he’d never tried. Probably never would. Letting Caitlyn have
her way with him was as close as he was going to get to having a
homosexual encounter. He didn’t think reciprocal hand jobs
counted.
As the three of them stepped onto the walkway
outside, the cool cement registered in Owen’s brain. “Shit, I
forgot my shoes,” he said. “I’ll catch up with you in the
limo.”
“You sure you want to leave me alone with
your girl?” Kelly asked.
“I expect you to take good care of her.”
“Oh, I’ll take real good care of her.” He
wrapped an arm around Caitlyn and tugged her against his side. Her
eyes opened wide. Kelly was only teasing, but Caitlyn had no way of
knowing that.
“I’ll hurry,” Owen said. Assuming he didn’t
get distracted between here and there by rich women with money to
blow and fantasies to fulfill.
Chapter Six
The limo pulled up just as Owen dashed back
into the building. Caitlyn didn’t feel right being plastered to
Kellen’s side. Not that it was a bad thing. She just felt as if she
were cheating. On a guy she’d just met, barely knew, and who had no
long-term interest in her. Boy, was she all mixed up inside.
“You’re tense,” Kellen said near her ear.
“You don’t have anything to worry about from me. I was just giving
Owen a hard time.”
“You don’t find me attractive?”
“You’re gorgeous,” he said. “I just have a
certain type.”
“Big blue eyes?” Like Owen’s…
“How’d you guess?”
“You and Owen need to have a talk.”
Kellen’s dark brows drew together. “About
what? So Sara had blue eyes, what does that have to do with
Owen?”
So maybe there wasn’t any attraction on
Kellen’s end at all.
The driver opened the door, and Caitlyn
hurried to climb inside. The relationship between Kellen and Owen
wasn’t any of her business. She wasn’t sure why she was so fixated
on it.
“Owen will be out in a couple minutes,”
Kellen said to the driver. “Just wait here.”
“No problem, Mr. Jamison.”
Kellen slipped into the seat beside Caitlyn.
She stared at her hands, which were folded in her lap. She probably
shouldn’t have said anything to Kellen about Owen. They knew their
feelings for each other far better than she did. She wasn’t even
sure if they actually had feelings for each other.
“Why do I need to have a talk with Owen? He
already knows what type of woman I’m most attracted to. In fact, he
said I’d have better luck getting over Sara if I dated someone who
doesn’t look anything like her. What do you think?”
“I couldn’t say,” Caitlyn said. “It must
wanted to fuck a man, but never had someone else to blame it
on.”
“Owen?” Caitlyn said from just behind
him.
Heat flooded his face. He cringed and turned
to find her dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a white blouse with an
out-of-style flop of a bow at the throat, and a tweed blazer his
grandmother would be ashamed to own. And why did her conservative
attire turn him on as much as that negligée had? He was in
trouble.
“Hey, Caitlyn. Are you ready to leave?”
“Are you whoring yourself out?” she
asked.
“What? No, of course not.”
“I’m not sure why you’re even having a
discussion with this woman,” Kelly said, nodding toward the diamond
queen. “As if you’re considering this bullshit or something.”
“I wasn’t considering it. I just wondered if
men actually went through with it. That’s a lot of money.”
Caitlyn’s arm circled Owen’s waist, and her
hand slid over his bare belly. “You know I get half of every dime
you make, baby. How much did she offer you?”
Owen laughed. Kelly gaped at her. Owen
slapped Kelly on the chest. “Inside joke. I’ll explain later. Let’s
go.”
“How do you have inside jokes with someone
you just met?” Kelly said as he started toward the exit again.
“Good luck finding your fantasy,” Owen said
to the woman in diamonds. Sex with another man was one of those sex
acts he’d never tried. Probably never would. Letting Caitlyn have
her way with him was as close as he was going to get to having a
homosexual encounter. He didn’t think reciprocal hand jobs
counted.
As the three of them stepped onto the walkway
outside, the cool cement registered in Owen’s brain. “Shit, I
forgot my shoes,” he said. “I’ll catch up with you in the
limo.”
“You sure you want to leave me alone with
your girl?” Kelly asked.
“I expect you to take good care of her.”
“Oh, I’ll take real good care of her.” He
wrapped an arm around Caitlyn and tugged her against his side. Her
eyes opened wide. Kelly was only teasing, but Caitlyn had no way of
knowing that.
“I’ll hurry,” Owen said. Assuming he didn’t
get distracted between here and there by rich women with money to
blow and fantasies to fulfill.
Chapter Six
The limo pulled up just as Owen dashed back
into the building. Caitlyn didn’t feel right being plastered to
Kellen’s side. Not that it was a bad thing. She just felt as if she
were cheating. On a guy she’d just met, barely knew, and who had no
long-term interest in her. Boy, was she all mixed up inside.
“You’re tense,” Kellen said near her ear.
“You don’t have anything to worry about from me. I was just giving
Owen a hard time.”
“You don’t find me attractive?”
“You’re gorgeous,” he said. “I just have a
certain type.”
“Big blue eyes?” Like Owen’s…
“How’d you guess?”
“You and Owen need to have a talk.”
Kellen’s dark brows drew together. “About
what? So Sara had blue eyes, what does that have to do with
Owen?”
So maybe there wasn’t any attraction on
Kellen’s end at all.
The driver opened the door, and Caitlyn
hurried to climb inside. The relationship between Kellen and Owen
wasn’t any of her business. She wasn’t sure why she was so fixated
on it.
“Owen will be out in a couple minutes,”
Kellen said to the driver. “Just wait here.”
“No problem, Mr. Jamison.”
Kellen slipped into the seat beside Caitlyn.
She stared at her hands, which were folded in her lap. She probably
shouldn’t have said anything to Kellen about Owen. They knew their
feelings for each other far better than she did. She wasn’t even
sure if they actually had feelings for each other.
“Why do I need to have a talk with Owen? He
already knows what type of woman I’m most attracted to. In fact, he
said I’d have better luck getting over Sara if I dated someone who
doesn’t look anything like her. What do you think?”
“I couldn’t say,” Caitlyn said. “It must
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