Chapter 50

“She’s at least half right.” Shane opened his mouth to taste the smooth line of Lucky’s jaw, while one of his hands strayed to the front of Lucky’s jacket and deftly undid the buttons. “Are we going to put on a show for her?”

Lucky gathered the material at the back of Shane’s shirt and eased it from the waistband of his pants. Stella only caught a tantalizing glimpse of his smooth skin before Lucky turned them, blocking her view. “I think we should. She’s always enjoyed a good show.”

“Not when you hide all the best bits,” she complained. She tried to lean to the side and only succeeded in pulling her dress up farther up her legs. Kicking off her shoes, she abandoned any more pretense and laid back, resting one foot on the floor, the other on the couch. Her fingers traced along her tiny thong. “At least turn him around so I can see, Lucky.”

“In good time, dear.”