Unforgettable Summer: Wild Crush, Book 1 by Sami Lee Page B

know?”
    Ty chose that moment to emerge from the bedroom, sporting nothing but a still-hard penis and a wicked grin. He walked toward her, scratching his chest and holding her gaze with his amused whiskey-hued eyes. For a frightening moment, Summer thought he was going to scoop her up and kiss her. She held the phone tight to her ear but couldn’t speak. Then Ty reached past her to pluck his jeans off the back of the couch.
    “Wait a sec—he’s not still there is he?”
    Summer closed her eyes, slowly releasing the breath she’d been holding. It wasn’t right, being distracted and hellishly aroused by a naked Ty while she should be concentrating on how on earth she was going to answer Jasmine’s questions without lying, and without being blunt with the truth. She couldn’t simply blurt out the news about Ty’s return to Leyton’s Headland and his wayward path to her bed. Yet deceit didn’t sit comfortably with Summer either.
    “Ah, the thing is…” What? I slept with Ty Butler last night. I didn’t have sex with him, but now I want to. Is that okay with you?
    Did she really need to ask Jasmine’s permission after all this time?
    On the other end of the phone Jasmine laughed, drawing her own conclusions. “Way to go, Sum. Is he hot?”
    Summer watched as Ty wriggled into his jeans, his turgid cock making the task a challenge. It took him a while, but he finally managed to zip up. Catching her watching, Ty sent her a knowing wink that shot the heat of embarrassment to her face, and the heat of sexual response to her lower belly. “Yes.” She all but moaned the reply. “Very much so.”
    On the phone, her sister said, “Yippee. So are you going to spill any of the details?”
    In front of her, Ty mouthed the words, Who is it?
    Summer shook her head at Ty, said to Jasmine, “No.”
    “Spoilsport,” Jasmine groused. “I’ll tell you what I got up to last night.”
    “You just said you went to sleep after work.”
    “But I didn’t tell you what I did at work.”
    “You’re incorrigible.”
    “I prefer to think of it as incurable. So if you’re really not going to give me any juicy stuff, at least tell me what that cryptic message you left me was all about.”
    Oh, right. She’d been desperate for some sisterly advice about men, specifically casual sex with men. With one man in particular, whose name she’d rather not mention, and who was now standing in front of her making a motion with his hand Summer took a moment to interpret. Hang up. Then a sexy come-hither curl of his fingers.
    Hang up and come over here.
    Dear Lord, she was sorely tempted to do it. Hang up on her sister and jump Ty Butler’s bones.
    “I can’t.” Summer shot off the couch, clutching the sheet to her chest and sending Ty a plea for mercy with her eyes. “It’s too complicated.”
    Ty shook his head, mouthed the words, it’s easy. Then, with a wry smile, he turned and sauntered into her kitchen, heading straight for her fridge like he was going to make himself a snack.
    “You’re not making much sense, Summer.”
    “I know.” Escaping into the bathroom, Summer shut the door so Ty would no longer hear her side of the conversation. With a sigh she sat on the edge of the bath. “I was just…I don’t know. Wondering how you do it, I suppose.”
    “Do what?”
    “Men. How do you have all these affairs that you know aren’t going anywhere? How do you jump into bed with a man and know it’s only for fun. How do you do that and not get hurt?”
    After a moment of silence, Jasmine pushed out a sigh. “Wow. Those are pretty big questions for this early in the morning.”
    Summer drawled, “I told you it was complicated.”
    “Is this about the guy from last night?”
    “Yes. I want to…you know. But he’s not staying in town. I know it wouldn’t mean anything.”
    “Guys from out of town are the best kind.” Jasmine laughed. “Makes ending it real easy.”
    “What if he’s the wrong kind of man for me?”