Be With Me in Silicon Valley: The Juliette Trilogy (The Princesses of Silicon Valley - Book 3) by Anita Claire Page A

the run. I have some ideas of how we can spend the rest of the day, and you bonking on a run doesn’t fit in.”
    The voice of reason prevails as I choose a more gradual route that winds us around the park and up the mountain. We find a nice pace that won’t burn me out before we get back. Rancho has a lot of single track paths; Nate always makes me go ahead. We walk the last half mile as we shake out our legs.
    On the way back, Nate turns on the radio to listen to the football game. I’ve never dated a guy who followed sports. Stephan followed the British Rugby league, but those games were usually early in our morning, and no one but his friends back in England cared about them. When I was in England, the rugby season was just getting underway when our relationship crashed. Anyway, Stephan considered rugby to be one of his guy things, he never included me.

Chapter 20 – Watching Football
     
    Back at my place, Nate turns on the game as we put together lunch from the food we bought at the farmers market. In the kitchen, he comes up to me from behind, wraps his arms around me, and kisses the soft spot between my shoulder and neck as he says, “let’s take a shower at halftime.”
    Goose bumps run down my back.
    We sit on the rug using the ottoman as our table. A towel works as our table cloth. At one of the million stops in play, they flash on Cassie, along with some of the other girl friends. We both laugh and cheer. Cassie takes full advantage of her screen time.
    Nate shakes his head, “I don’t think I’ve ever met two people who are as polar opposite as you and Cassie.”
    “Yeah, but our friendship works.”
    Knocking me with his elbow, he says, “Until she started flirting and strutting around this morning. “
    Flashing him a look doesn’t’ stop him from elaborating.
    “Juliette, I wasn’t born yesterday. She heard us in the kitchen; she came strutting out wearing almost nothing, and acting all flirty. Come on, when a guy isn’t around she doesn’t dress and act like that.”
    I nod.
    Rubbing his finger down my cheek, in a soft voice, he says, “You weren’t very happy with her behavior. I didn’t miss that either.” Then he nuzzles up. “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t fuck her with his dick.” he says as he points to some random guy on TV.
    True to his word, at halftime Nate grabs my hand and helps me up. “Come on, we have fifteen minutes to get clean.”
    “How come I feel like clean is not the goal of this exercise.”
    When we enter the bathroom, I laugh, “I take it you just want a quickie?”
    Nate leans on the sink as I start stripping. He looks me up and down and says. “On second thought, why don’t we just take a quick shower then have some slow sex after the game. It will give us a chance to build up an appetite for dinner.”
    Our joint shower includes us washing each other. Nate must be saving it up for after the game. When he hands me the towel, he says, “I have one request, that you wear the red T-shirt you wore at the game.”
    “But that’s a short sleeved top. I wore it last month when the temperatures were in the seventies.”
    “I’ll turn the thermostat up.”
    Rolling my eyes, I cave. “OK.” As I head back to my room, I put on yoga pants, and dive into my summer clothing to find that shirt. When I get back to the living room the game is back on, but Nate only has eyes for me. He pulls me onto his lap so my legs are straddling his hips, his hands immediately are on my breasts.
    “I thought you wanted to wait until after the game?”
    “This shirt is hot.” He says as he starts kissing and licking me from my ear down to my cleavage. Taking a break from kissing and licking me, he says, “Or should I say, you’re hot in this shirt.” He then smashes my breasts together and buries his nose in my cleavage.
    Giggling from his touch, “What is it with this T-shirt?”
    Nate lifts his head and smashes his mouth into mine, kissing me deeply.
    Pulling away, we lean