Wallbanger(63)

Simon leaned toward me, just barely, but almost as if he were going to…

“Parker!” thundered from below, and we both sprang back. “Parker!” It came again, and I recognized Ryan’s voice underneath the jungle-man

yel .

“Ryan,” we both said and smiled.

Now that the voodoo wasn’t so concentrated, I could see things clearly again, and I repeated the word harem over and over again in my head.

“Up here!” Simon yel ed, and Ryan appeared from around a bend.

“Hey there! Neil is done, kaput, thrown in the towel, so to speak. You guys about ready to head back down?” he cal ed, jumping from rock to

path to rock again with the ease of a mountain goat. He didn’t even appear to be winded. Hmmmm…

“Yep, we were just about to come looking for you guys,” I said, kicking my leg up behind me for a quick stretch.

“Is he real y pussing out so close to the top?” Simon asked, heading back down the trail.

“He’s lying straight across the trail like he owns the place, refusing to go any higher.” Ryan laughed, bounding ahead and cal ing down to Neil to

let him know we were on our way.

“You sure you didn’t want to stay up here a little longer? I mean, we worked so hard to get al the way here,” Simon asked, reaching out to stop

me running down the mountain after Ryan.

I felt the warmth of his hand on my shoulder and wil ed my hormones to flee to the other side of my body. “I’m sure. We should get back. Looks

like a storm is coming.” I nodded toward the horizon where a group of dark clouds had begun to build. His eyes fol owed mine, and he frowned.

“You’re probably right. We don’t want to get caught out here al alone,” he muttered.

“Besides, if we don’t hurry, we can’t tease Neil about getting beat up the mountain by a girl.” I grinned, and he laughed loudly.

“Hel , we don’t want to miss that. Let’s go.”

And down the trail we went.

“So how was your gangbang, Caroline?” Sophia sang sweetly as she found us al in the kitchen drinking water after our hike. The three guys

each did different versions of a spit take, but I calmly continued sipping like a lady.

“Fantastic, thanks. Neil especial y. We practical y had to carry him back down the mountain after I finished with him,” I replied just as sweetly.

The boys recovered their game faces, but Neil could barely stop staring at Sophia’s tight tank top. Her actual suitor? Playing Spot The Mimi,

his head rotating so fast I could have sworn he was an owl. I shook my head and put him out of his misery.

“Where’s Mimi?” I asked.

“Shower, which you four clearly need. It’s freezing outside. How could you have gotten so sweaty?” she asked, wrinkling her nose.

“We worked hard making it up that mountain. Hiking is harder than you think,” Neil puffed, and the rest of us wisely kept silent about the heart

attack he almost had fifty feet from the summit.

I grabbed an apple and headed in the direction of my room with Sophia hot on my tail, as expected. I smirked a little and contemplated going

easy on her—just asking her about it, giving her an out.

“Those shorts look terrible on you, Caroline,” she remarked as she fol owed me into my room.

Nope. Not going to happen. No easy out. “Thank you, dear. Should I have packed a little cat food for you when I packed Clive’s travel bag?” I

sneered.

She col apsed on my bed, curling her body around one of the giant pil ows. “Where is he anyway? Who’s watching him this weekend?”

“He’s staying with Uncle Euan and Uncle Antonio. That cat is lounging on a silk bed being handfed tuna rol s right about now. He’s living the

life.”



“He has the life, that’s for sure,” she said, her face clouding briefly as she got comfortable.

I peeled off my sweaty clothes and wrapped up in a terrycloth robe hanging on the back of the door. She complimented my choice of sports bra

and laughed when she saw that I’d paired it with leopard panties, but then she went back to her previous wistful expression.

“What’s up, Sophia?” I asked, lying on the bed next to her and wrapping myself around a pil ow as wel .

“Nothing, why?” she asked.

“You look like a sad sack.”

“Eh, I just didn’t sleep wel , I guess.”

“Oh real y? Mr. Ryan keeping you up late at night, hmm? He didn’t have a lot of energy on the mountain today…” I nudged her with my elbow.

“No, no, nothing like that. I just…I dunno. I just couldn’t get settled last night. Normal y I sleep real y wel up here, but it was so quiet last night, I