better. Just look at him,” she said, gesturing to where Trent stood, surrounded by adoring gray-haired women. “Everybody loves him.”
“Do you love him?”
“Love?” She tried but failed to keep the surprise out of her face. “Isn’t it a little soon for love?” she choked out. “I mean, we’ve only been dating a few months.”
Louise shook her head. “I’ve seen the way Trent looks at you. Besides, Michael and I said the I-love-yous at the three month mark, but honestly, we were ready to tell each other earlier, but we were both too chicken.”
Maddie wanted to ask exactly how Trent looked at her, but then mentally smacked herself for thinking there was anything beyond their little agreed-upon charade. “Not everyone is as lucky as you and Michael. You guys are going to be the poster children for marital bliss.”
Louise squeezed Maddie’s hand with a teary smile. “Thank you for saying that.”
She frowned and wondered if Louise was holding something back from her. But before she had a chance to ask, Michael’s parents were calling her sister over to take some pictures.
“Duty calls,” Louise said with her usual cheerful tone.
Maddie watched her sister go then shrugged off the concern when Louise walked right into Michael’s arms. Mood lifted, she decided now was the time to rescue Trent from her family. Funny, but even as he carried on a conversation with her aunts, he seemed to be watching her. Waiting for her.
His hand automatically slid around her waist when she approached, and he pulled her into him. She loved the subtle spiciness of his cologne, and a delicious shudder heated her body. She tried to brush off her reaction and not think about how perfectly she molded to his body, but what could she do? She was a weak, weak woman.
“You hit the mother lode with this one, honey,” her aunt Marie said, elbowing her a little too hard in her side. Aunt Marie was a tiny woman but, boy, she could produce quite a jab with those bony arms of hers.
“Ladies, you’re going to make me blush,” he said, grin widening, stretching across his already-too-handsome face.
“Did you know he used to play football?” Aunt Lois added with a dreamy sigh.
Maddie refrained from rolling her eyes. “He might have mentioned it once or twice.”
Aunt Lois huffed out a breath. “Once or twice? Goodness, the man is modest, too. Why, he could have been playing for the pros.”
“And then we could have been seeing him in his underwear,” Aunt Marie added.
Maddie blinked. “Excuse me?”
“All good-looking professional athletes do side underwear modeling jobs these days. It’s a darn shame women won’t be seeing…” Her aunt slid a gleaming gaze down and then up Trent’s body. “All that manly physique.”
“Is that right?” Maddie raised an eyebrow at him, but he could only offer an unapologetic shrug. She swallowed a giggle, although she couldn’t really fault her aunt’s disappointment. A body like Trent’s should be captured on film. Or by her hands…
Bad Maddie. She should not be thinking about touching Trent’s body. Well, maybe just thinking a little bit wouldn’t hurt.
Aunt Lois patted Marie’s shoulder. “Maddie’s seeing it, and that’s all that really matters, dear.”
“Maybe you could take a picture for us?” Marie asked with hopeful eyes.
“Marie!” Lois barked.
“What? It doesn’t hurt to ask.”
Trent’s smile grew wider, his teeth strikingly white against his tanned face. “Ladies, I’m beyond flattered. But I am for Maddie’s eyes only,” he said, cupping her chin and turning her face up toward him. She held her breath or maybe just plain forgot to breathe. Then he slowly leaned in, his lips brushing hers, soft and sweet.
Oh, he is so worth the money…
Her aunts let out a collective sigh. Or maybe that was her.
“Don’t let the WD-40 Effect win, dear. He’s too good to let slip away.”
Marie’s comment snapped her brain back to normal
“Do you love him?”
“Love?” She tried but failed to keep the surprise out of her face. “Isn’t it a little soon for love?” she choked out. “I mean, we’ve only been dating a few months.”
Louise shook her head. “I’ve seen the way Trent looks at you. Besides, Michael and I said the I-love-yous at the three month mark, but honestly, we were ready to tell each other earlier, but we were both too chicken.”
Maddie wanted to ask exactly how Trent looked at her, but then mentally smacked herself for thinking there was anything beyond their little agreed-upon charade. “Not everyone is as lucky as you and Michael. You guys are going to be the poster children for marital bliss.”
Louise squeezed Maddie’s hand with a teary smile. “Thank you for saying that.”
She frowned and wondered if Louise was holding something back from her. But before she had a chance to ask, Michael’s parents were calling her sister over to take some pictures.
“Duty calls,” Louise said with her usual cheerful tone.
Maddie watched her sister go then shrugged off the concern when Louise walked right into Michael’s arms. Mood lifted, she decided now was the time to rescue Trent from her family. Funny, but even as he carried on a conversation with her aunts, he seemed to be watching her. Waiting for her.
His hand automatically slid around her waist when she approached, and he pulled her into him. She loved the subtle spiciness of his cologne, and a delicious shudder heated her body. She tried to brush off her reaction and not think about how perfectly she molded to his body, but what could she do? She was a weak, weak woman.
“You hit the mother lode with this one, honey,” her aunt Marie said, elbowing her a little too hard in her side. Aunt Marie was a tiny woman but, boy, she could produce quite a jab with those bony arms of hers.
“Ladies, you’re going to make me blush,” he said, grin widening, stretching across his already-too-handsome face.
“Did you know he used to play football?” Aunt Lois added with a dreamy sigh.
Maddie refrained from rolling her eyes. “He might have mentioned it once or twice.”
Aunt Lois huffed out a breath. “Once or twice? Goodness, the man is modest, too. Why, he could have been playing for the pros.”
“And then we could have been seeing him in his underwear,” Aunt Marie added.
Maddie blinked. “Excuse me?”
“All good-looking professional athletes do side underwear modeling jobs these days. It’s a darn shame women won’t be seeing…” Her aunt slid a gleaming gaze down and then up Trent’s body. “All that manly physique.”
“Is that right?” Maddie raised an eyebrow at him, but he could only offer an unapologetic shrug. She swallowed a giggle, although she couldn’t really fault her aunt’s disappointment. A body like Trent’s should be captured on film. Or by her hands…
Bad Maddie. She should not be thinking about touching Trent’s body. Well, maybe just thinking a little bit wouldn’t hurt.
Aunt Lois patted Marie’s shoulder. “Maddie’s seeing it, and that’s all that really matters, dear.”
“Maybe you could take a picture for us?” Marie asked with hopeful eyes.
“Marie!” Lois barked.
“What? It doesn’t hurt to ask.”
Trent’s smile grew wider, his teeth strikingly white against his tanned face. “Ladies, I’m beyond flattered. But I am for Maddie’s eyes only,” he said, cupping her chin and turning her face up toward him. She held her breath or maybe just plain forgot to breathe. Then he slowly leaned in, his lips brushing hers, soft and sweet.
Oh, he is so worth the money…
Her aunts let out a collective sigh. Or maybe that was her.
“Don’t let the WD-40 Effect win, dear. He’s too good to let slip away.”
Marie’s comment snapped her brain back to normal
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