"Well, I guess I'll go ahead and leave now," Jennifer said. Molly was more than happy to stay over and there was no need for her to hang around any longer.
"Oh, you can't leave yet. Now that the kids are settled down, it's time for grown-up fun. My husband just lit a bonfire and we have drinks and snacks set out," Emily said. She didn't give Jennifer a chance to protest, she just grabbed her arm and led her outside.
It was just starting to get dark and she noticed several people had departed while they were in the house. There was still a large group of people around, but not nearly what it had been earlier. She didn't spot Trenton anywhere. She was both relieved and, yet, disappointed. She knew she couldn't get involved with him, but she couldn't deny he made her feel things no one else had ever made her feel.
Trenton watched as Jennifer came back out of the house and he let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He was determined to get her alone that evening, and was grateful she hadn't gone home. She wasn't going to throw down a challenge and then run away, without giving him a chance to respond to it.
When women constantly threw themselves at you, it was refreshing to finally be the one to do the chasing. He slowly took a swig of his beer and watched the women get situated by the fire.
The party had thinned out, and it was mainly just family left. With the children in the house, the dark setting was intimate and perfect for seduction. He started to slowly make his way toward the group, satisfied there was an empty space next to Jennifer.
"Where have you been, Trenton? We thought you'd snuck out," Mark said as Trenton sat. He noticed Jennifer's body instantly tense, and had to fight down the urge to scoot even closer to her.
"I went for a walk, and checked out some of your horses, they're beautiful," he replied.
Mark beamed with pride. He loved his horses, and anyone who complimented them ended up number one in his book. As the family continued to visit and laugh together, Trenton was relieved that Jennifer started to relax. Each time she innocently brushed against him was like fire through his veins.
As the night continued, he figured out why she was relaxing, and he groaned in frustration. She'd consumed too much alcohol, and there was no way he could do anything with her in that state. He wanted her fully aware of what they were doing the first time he took her to his bed and not have it blamed on either of them being drunk.
"I'm having such a great time with you all, but I'm exhausted. I'm going to call it a night," Jennifer said, trying to hide the huge yawn.
"Thank you for coming over. We have a full morning of activities planned so don't worry about getting Molly until early evening, tomorrow," Mark said.
Jennifer stood up and was surprised by the unsteadiness in her legs. She hadn't realized she'd consumed so much alcohol. The only thing that saved her from falling over was an arm, which snaked around her waist. She looked up at Trenton and tried to pull away, but he wasn't budging.
She liked the feel of his arm around her, and suddenly grinned at him with a blinding smile. She watched in fascination, as his eyes narrowed and he sucked in a deep breath.
"Don't tempt me, woman. I'm doing the right thing," he muttered while leading her around the side of the house. It was so dark, she was grateful to have him guiding her.
"I'm really tired," she said with a huge yawn.
"I'll get you home and then bring you back out here tomorrow for your car," he told her. She was buzzed enough she didn't even think to argue. She simply followed him, in what seemed like an endless walk and then let him help her into the car.
He quickly came around to his side and before she knew it they were driving down the road. She couldn't keep her eyes off her boss. The man was even sexier in the glow from the dashboard light, even though she tried not to notice.
"You smell so good," she purred. Trenton glanced away from the road to stare at her in shock. The look on his face made her giggle and it took her several moments to stop. "Well, you do," she finally managed to get past her trembling lips.
Trenton's gut was clenching with the amount of control it was taking to keep his hands to himself. He wanted the woman, badly, and she was his for the taking. He was really damning his scruples at the moment, as the hem on her skirt slid indecently high on her luscious white thighs.
His pants were extremely tight, and his heart was pounding. She may have said he smelled good, but in the small space of his car her scent was driving him insane. He didn't know how he managed to keep the vehicle on the road.
"I think about sex a lot since meeting you," she slurred. The car actually swerved before he got it back under control. He turned his head and glared at her, which sent her into another bout of giggles. He pressed his foot down on the gas, needing to get out of the vehicle before he did something really stupid, like pulling over and taking her right there, on the side of the road.