Page 103 of Taking the Pitch
Lucy snorts. “Sorry babe, but my money’s on Garrett.”
Judd barks out a laugh and Kessler gasps, clutching his hand to his chest. “Lucy, I thought you loved me?”
She shrugs and pushes herself up off the couch. “I do, but I love winning more, and Garretts ex-Navy SEAL, babe. He’s kind of a sure thing.”
Kessler mutters something about marrying a traitor as he and Lucy go into the mudroom to grab towels.
“You gonna warm me up afterwards, Shortcake?” Judd asks. He lifts my legs again, then stands, holding his hand out to me.
Raising my eyebrows, I look at him. “You’re going to do it too?”
He takes my hand and pulls me up gently from the couch, wrapping me in his embrace. “Sure, someones gotta make sure the children, big and small, play nicely.”
Marlene snorts this time. “That’s hilarious coming from the biggest child himself.”
I giggle into Judd’s chest, and he stares open-mouthed at his mom.
“But I thought I was your favorite!” he whines playfully.
“Lucy and Amelia are my favorites; I was just using you two goons to get them,” Marlene teases.
“See if I give you any grandkids,” Judd mutters. My stomach swoops with butterflies at the thought of having children with Judd. It’s not something I’ve put a lot of thought into. But I can see it with him.
Kessler and Lucy return to the living room, arms overflowing with towels. Marlene and Connie get to their feet with Kara at their heels. Reese and Brent have already joined the boys outside. Sneaking out during the Kara and Garrett stare down.
“Well, if they’re going to do this, we might as well go watch,” Marlene says, taking the towels from Lucy as she passes.
Shuffling out the sliding door, we follow the gravel path down to the pond. It’s a good size, about 12 feet in diameter, with plants lining the far side. The group jumping in already havetheir shoes and socks off when we get there, waiting for the last minute to shed the rest of their clothes.
“Alright Bitchachos, the person who can stay in the longest wins. Agreed?” Judd says, stripping off his sweater then the shirt under it, revealing the body that I still can’t believe I get to worship. He hands me his sweater, and gives me a wink while everyone murmurs ‘agreed’ as they start to strip.
“You guys are crazy; I have a built-in heater,” Lucy says, pointing to her stomach. “And I’m in a jacket and I’mstillcold.”
“No brain, no pain,” I tell her, getting snickers from all the women.
“Are you calling us dumb, Shortcake?” Judd asks, prowling over to me in just his briefs. His thick thigh muscles ripple with each step, making my mouth go dry.
“Not at all,sugar,” I retort in a sickly sweet tone.
He places his jeans in my hand and leans down to give me a hard kiss on my mouth. Pulling back, he whispers in my ear, “Better watch the sexy mouth of yours.”
“Or what?” I challenge.
“Or I’ll put it to work tonight.”
My pussy clenches at the promise of his words and heat floods my body. “Don’t tempt me with a good time, Davis.”
He growls into my ear and pulls back, staring at me with heated eyes. “You’re going to be the death of me, Mills.”
I wink. “But what a way to go.”
“Who’s going to be the official timer?” Kessler asks, handing his clothes off to Lucy.
All the men are stripped down to their underwear and I have never seen as many toned and defined muscles up close.
“Lord have mercy,” Kara murmurs, fanning herself in the forty-degree weather.
“That’s an understatement,” Lucy says. “These pregnancy hormones have me hot and bothered enough.”
