Indulge by Georgia Cates Page B

was magnificent!!!
    Ping !
    DIRTY WHORE!!!
    Swoosh!
    Exceedingly so. :)
    I type out He gives me butterflies but delete it before hitting send.
    “They’ll be okay with me crashing breakfast?”
    I have no idea. “Absolutely.”
    Meredith and Grayson are protective of me. They have been since my mom and Willa moved away. In a way, they are my family.
    They promised my mom and sister they would watch over me, and they’ve been true to their word. A little too true. Their concern borders on annoying since Drake fucked me over.
    I move to sit on the edge of the bed and realize how sore my inner thighs are. Damn, Beau had me in positions I’ve not been in for a while. Or maybe never.
    “Want me to come back here when I’m finished getting ready so we can walk over together?”
    His hand snakes around my waist. He kisses the dip in my lower back and my body instantly erupts with goosebumps. “Yes, but I think you can stay for a few more minutes.”
    He wants to have morning sex. I’d be all for that if we had time but it’s already seven. I have to walk to my room, get ready, and walk back. “We’ll never make it on time if I don’t leave now. It takes a while to tame this mop on my head.”
    He twirls one of my locks around his finger. “You have beautiful hair.”
    “Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth the time I spend on maintenance. Everything about it takes forever. Washing. Drying. Curling.”
    “It’s worth it ’cause it’s sexy as hell.” I’m happy he thinks so.
    “We should probably decide now what we’re doing today so I’ll know what to wear and what to do with this.” I point to the top of my head. No way I’m spending an hour curling this stuff if we’re riding around in the Jeep with the top off.
    “I told you, Peach. Your choice.”
    I don’t even have to think about it. “Swim with dolphins.”
    “Done.”
    Swimming with dolphins makes the top ten on my bucket list. But it’s something I’ve always imagined doing with my husband, not a man I met days ago.
    I go in search of my dress still lying on the living room floor.
    “You have a great ass. Reminds me of a juicy peach I want to bite into.”
    “I believe I recall an incident very similar to that last night.”
    He chuckles loudly. “Sweetest Georgia peach I've ever tasted.”
    I slip into my panties and dress while he watches from the other room. “I’ll be back at a quarter ’til. Wear something bulletproof.”
    “That bad, huh?”
    “No.” I don't know. Maybe. Guess we’ll see.
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    M eredith and Grayson seem genuinely pleased to meet Beau. I think they may even like him. That’s certainly a one-eighty from their feelings about Drake.
    Even if it’s only for a week, it will be nice to have a companion who isn’t constantly preaching to me how I have no business hanging out with sexual deviants like Meredith and Grayson. Such a fucking mistake to tell Drake about their relationship.
    “What have you two have been up to?” Meredith can hardly contain her excitement.
    I can’t recall the name of the dance club we went to so I look to Beau for help. “Which club did we go to?”
    “Debauchery.”
    Meredith snaps her fingers and slowly rolls her wrist. “Bow chicka bow wow.”
    Sounds like the anthem for a bad porn movie but there’s a reason for that kind of response. Meredith has to know what’s upstairs.
    “Beau took me to his booth in the private couples lounge.” I think I may be blushing.
    “I’ve heard about it but never been. Too rich for our blood.” Mere shoves my arm. “Damn, girl. I’m jealous.”
    “It was . . . fun.” That’s not the right word. Erotic is a better fit.
    Meredith lifts one brow. “I bet it was.”
    I’m certain Meredith wants all the deets but we can have that conversation when the boys aren’t around.
    I’m not really sure how to broach the subject of my agreement with Beau so I’m just going to throw it out there. “We’ve enjoyed each another’s company thus