“My sister, Lucy, is in Divine for a visit.”
“Oh. That’s nice. Is she younger or older?”
“Younger. Thirty-one. She’s already at the house.”
“Oh. Well, I can’t wait to meet her.”
“You’re not mad?”
“Why would I be? We still have privacy at my place.”
Seth chuckled at her solution-oriented mind-set. He liked her plan.
Just before they climbed back in the truck, Seth received another text, this time from his mother. “Honey, when you get a chance, could you call me? It’s about your sister.”
His mom had discovered the joy of social media and had ended her message with a sad face. That didn’t sit well, but he held off on calling her. He’d had a feeling that some sort of drama was actually behind Lucy’s visit. When they finally rolled back into Divine, Seth caressed Jayne’s shoulder and squeezed her closer.
“I’d thought about making supper for us tonight, but…”
Jayne gazed at him from the passenger seat. “We can eat…later. I have leftover fettuccine Alfredo in the refrigerator.”
At Jayne’s house, Seth climbed from the truck and came around to open her door. Instead of climbing down, she wrapped her arms around Seth and met his kiss halfway as he lowered her feet to the ground. He lifted her unneeded overnight bag from the floorboard, and they walked to her front door. The house was in shadows as the sun set. Jayne looked up at him, radiant in the fading light. Her cheeks turned pink as she came closer and let him wrap his arms around her. She boldly rose on her tiptoes and tightened her arms around his waist as she pressed her body against his. Her cocktail of playfulness mixed with innocence was intoxicating.
He savored the moment he brushed his lips against hers, soaking up her warmth and her scent as she gave in to him. Anticipation raced in his blood as he imagined what it would be like sinking his cock into her sweet body the first time. Finally. With his lower lip, he rubbed against hers, asking for access, which she eagerly gave. She clutched the material of his T-shirt and stroked his tongue with hers as he deepened the kiss. His cock swelled with desire as he tightened his arms around her, and he groaned when she tilted her hips to stroke his erection with her lush body.
As he released her lips to take a breath, he smiled at the dazed look in her eyes. They seemed greener in the shadows of her porch, and he held her tight as he stole another kiss from her. He was aware of a faint creaking noise behind her, and they were both startled.
“Jayne?”
Jayne jumped as though she’d been electrocuted. “Mom!”
Chapter Eight
They turned to the door of Jayne’s house, which was open. In the doorway stood a woman who bore a striking resemblance to Jayne. Jayne glanced at him, and Seth saw the frustration in her eyes.
“Mom, what are you doing here?”
The woman, who appeared to be in her early fifties, tilted her head. “You didn’t get my text?”
“No—” Jayne replied as she pulled her phone from her purse and activated the touch screen. “Yes. Shoot! Have you been here long?”
Jayne’s mom looked Seth up and down, and Seth thought he caught a familial trait in the speculative way she examined him, humor in her eyes. For a moment she reminded him of her niece, Charity. She kept her eyes on Seth as she replied to her daughter. “Only about half an hour. And you are…” Her blue-green gaze flicked over his arms but returned to his eyes a second later.
Jayne smiled tremulously, glanced at him, and opened her mouth to speak. Seth held out his hand and nodded to Jayne’s mother respectfully. “Seth Carter, ma’am. I’m Jayne’s boyfriend.”
Mrs. Sheridan arched her brown eyebrow, and a smile quirked her lips as she shook his hand. “Frieda Sheridan. Pleased to meet you.” She leaned against the doorway as though enjoying herself. “Boyfriend, huh?”
The similarity to Charity was unmistakable. Jayne’s expression didn’t give anything away when he glanced at her but she practically radiated frustration.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Mrs. Sheridan cleared her throat. “Well, Mr. Carter, it’s good to meet you. Jayne, I’ll leave you alone to say good night. I’ll just be inside.”
The door swung closed, but not before Seth thought he heard a soft snicker. Jayne sagged against him. “I must not have heard the text message come through. Shoot. There goes our night.” Her lower lip pooched out, and he wanted nothing more than to nibble on it.
“Looks like we’ll both be busy with houseguests for the next few days.”
“True. That’s the first time you’ve ever called me your girlfriend. I like it but I’d hoped to upgrade you to lover status.”