Body Shot (Last Shot)(48)
“My goal is to make every one of those pairs of panties wet.”
She made a soft choking noise. “Oh, really!”
“Yeah.” He should go get her some bras that matched the panties. Yeah, he was definitely going to do that. He just needed to sneak a peek at her bra to see what size it was. Though he was pretty sure 34C was it. “Just gonna go clean up.”
He strolled through her bedroom to the bathroom, taking a detour of a few steps to snag the bra on the floor. Heh. He was right.
She’d added her shorts by the time he got back, but that was okay because her ridiculous legs were on display, her feet propped on the edge of the coffee table.
“It’s still early,” he said, dropping down beside her again. “How about we watch a movie?”
She blinked at him. “Like, on TV?”
“Uh, yeah.”
She made a face but reached for the remote control. “Here.”
“You have Netflix, right?”
“No.”
“What? No Netflix?”
“No.”
“Hulu?”
“No.”
“Uh…HBO?”
Her forehead wrinkled. “Maybe.”
“How do you watch movies?”
“I don’t.”
His chin dropped to his chest and he stared at her. “Never?”
“Well, maybe once in a while…Okay, not really. I just don’t have time to watch a lot of TV. I watch the news.”
He heaved a sigh and started channel surfing. “No Xbox? DVD player?”
She laughed softly. “I’m really letting you down here, aren’t I?”
“Okay, get your laptop. Is your TV Bluetooth? We can log into my Amazon account.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He laughed, but he wasn’t sure if she was serious or yanking his chain. “For this, we’re gonna watch porn.”
“Oooh. I’ll get my laptop.”
He barked out a surprised laugh and shook his head, watching her stroll across to the desk.
Chapter 13
Saturday morning, Hayden drove to the grocery store to pick up some things for both herself and Aunt Gina and Uncle Colin. Then she went to their place to deliver the groceries and do more food preparation and cleaning up.
Aunt Gina’s hip fracture had required surgery to pin it, and then she’d developed pneumonia in the hospital, which had extended her stay there and had them pretty worried. Then she’d been moved to a rehab center while they tried to get her mobile again. She’d been home a few weeks now and was still using a walker. They’d let her come home because Uncle Colin was there to help her, but little did they know, he was more hindrance than help, not able to cook or do laundry, and he had no concept of what a floor mop was for.
“How are you doing, Aunt Gina?” She first checked on her aunt, who was sitting in a recliner in the living room watching television.
“Hello, Hayden! I’m doing okay.” Aunt Gina gave her a somewhat forced smile.
Hayden crossed over and crouched beside her. “Are you in pain?”
She grimaced. “Oh yes. But nothing to be done about it.”
“Did you take a pain pill?”
“No. I hate taking pills all the time.”
“I’ll get you one. There’s no need for you to suffer.”
“Those pills constipate me.”
Hayden bit her lip, uncertain whether to push her aunt to take a pill or not. This was so hard, looking after the people who’d looked after her. Aunt Gina was an adult and still of sound mind, so she should know whether to take a pill, but Hayden worried she was too stubborn and was suffering unnecessarily.
“Well, if the pain is bad, you should take a pill for it.” She touched her aunt’s arm, then rose. “I brought some groceries. I’ll go put them away. Where’s Uncle Colin?”
“He’s out back, working in the yard.”
Hayden nodded. The yard was Uncle Colin’s pride and joy. He loved gardening and had turned their yard into a gorgeous landscape. In her opinion, he should spend a little more time indoors, looking after the house and his wife, and less time pruning and fertilizing plants, but again, he was an adult and it was his life. Hayden loved her aunt and uncle and was grateful to them for everything they’d done for her after her parents died, but that didn’t mean she always agreed with their choices.
“Why are they even still living in this huge house,” she grumbled to herself in the kitchen as she unpacked bags. “With that huge yard.” She sighed at seeing the dishes in the sink, the dishwasher full of more dirty dishes. And she sighed again when she pulled out the package of dishwasher detergent tablets and found it empty. Damn.