The Bad Boy's Redemption. Joss Wood

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      ‘I can’t stay long. I’m meeting Will to go ten-pin bowling with him and some of the squad,’ she told him, hanging her tote bag off a globe chair and sitting on the brightly coloured cushion.

      ‘I don’t have that much time either. I just wanted to tell you that Deon got into St Clares!’

      Lu let out a delighted whoop before throwing her arms around Mak’s neck and kissing his cheek.

      ‘That’s such fabulous news, Mak!’

      ‘It is, but now that school is a reality the fear that he’s going to be bullied again is back. In him and in me,’ Mak admitted, sucking on what looked like a double-thick berry milkshake.

      Lu fought temptation, lost, and ordered the chocolate equivalent. She was going for a run along the promenade later. She’d work it off then.

      ‘He’ll be fine, Mak. I promise. St Clare’s doesn’t tolerate any type of bullying.’

      ‘I hope so,’ Mak said eventually, leaning back in his chair. ‘Anyway, back to you. Does this mean that you and Will are dating?’

      Lu shook her head. ‘No. Well...no.’

      ‘That sounded convincing...not at all.’ Mak pushed his empty glass away. ‘So, what is going on between you?’

      ‘I don’t know... I think we’re friends, but we have this sexual buzz.’

      ‘So he’s shoved his tongue down your throat?’

      Lu gasped, blushed, and immediately thought back to that inferno-hot kiss they’d shared in the pottery studio. After holding her for a while he’d pulled back slightly, looked at her, and dived in again. His firm lips, the play of muscles under her hands, the feel of his big hand covering her not-so-big breast... His erection hard against her lower stomach, tenting his shorts...

      He touched her and melted her brain. If he hadn’t gathered up his car keys and mobile and yanked her to the car she would have let him take her there on that dusty floor.

      Since then they’d both pretended it hadn’t happened...and they were very, very careful to avoid touching each other.

      ‘Can I get you anything else?’

      Mak’s eyes didn’t leave Lu’s face to look at the hovering waiter. ‘A fire extinguisher would be helpful. I need to cool her down,’ he said in a bone-dry voice.

      ‘Makhosi!’ Lu hissed. She blushed as she looked up at the confused waiter. ‘Ignore him. Thanks, but we’re fine.’

      ‘So, do you want to answer my question now?’

      ‘We kissed. So what? It’s not a big deal...’ It was such a big deal; she’d never had such an extreme reaction to being touched in her life. From nought to take-me-now in ten seconds flat. She heaved in some much needed air. ‘I still can’t and won’t get involved with him, Mak.’

      ‘And why not?’

      ‘Because he is leaving in two months’ time. Because he’s not interested in anything but a casual friendship, having someone to hang out with.’

      ‘So have a casual hook-up with him,’ Mak suggested. ‘It’s not against the law, Lu.’

      Lu closed her eyes. ‘I can’t, Mak.’

      ‘Why? He’s smart, good-looking and successful. Seems like a decent guy. I’m not seeing the problem.’

      Lu shoved her fingers into her hair. ‘He is strictly a one-night stand kind of guy and I’m not a just-have-sex type of girl. And I work with him. And I have so much fun with him.’

      Lu sipped and shrugged. ‘After work I work on my photos, or I read, or I exercise. I think, plan. Try not to miss the twins. I need to—am trying to—get used to this new life without them, to being on my own. Then, when I feel the walls closing in on me, I call Will and we go out and have an absolute blast. We laugh, Mak—hard. Often. We talk or don’t talk...there’s no pressure and I like that.’ Lu stared at the huge African mask dominating the opposite wall. ‘Sure, I’d like sex, but not if it means sacrificing the fun we’re having.’

      Mak leaned forward and touched her hand. ‘Just be careful, Lu. I don’t want to mop up your tears, hon.’

      ‘You won’t have to, Mak.’

      * * *

      Casual linen three-quarter pants, a funky brown and gold T-shirt, beaded sandals and new jewellery. Will took in Lu’s outfit as she moved across the staff dining room towards the table where he sat with the older members of the team. OK, different...he thought.

      His gaze travelled up her throat. He remembered that the spot between her ear and her jaw was very tender, and that she’d vibrated in his arms when he’d nibbled her just there. Kissing her had been a mistake, he thought, not for the first time. His pants grew substantially smaller. Mostly because all he thought about was doing it again.

      Her mouth had been hot and demanding—and, talking about her mouth...good God. What on earth had she stained her lips with? Mulberries? Will leaned back and looked at her properly: too much blusher, smoky eyes, a bottle of mascara. She looked glossy, but she also looked like every other girl he’d ever dated.

      Slick, superficial, sophisticated...hard.

      He heard the low wolf whistles and the compliments of his two lunch companions: Jabu, the Rays’ captain, and Matt Johnson, whom he knew had the hots for Lu. Would he have to have a chat with Matt about keeping his distance from Lu? Maybe.

      Matt needed to know that Lu was way off-limits.

      Will looked at Lu and wished he could pull her off to the showers and wash that make-up off her. He wanted his Lu back: clean skin—her freckles were all but hidden now—clear eyes...normal. He wanted her make-up-free, naturally...normal.

      Crap.

      When a guy started thinking that natural was gorgeously normal he was neck deep in the brown stuff...or about to fall into the brown stuff. Neither scenario was vaguely attractive.

      Lu slid down into the empty chair opposite him and reached for the salt to shake over her chicken salad.

      ‘New look, Lu?’ Matt asked.

      ‘Experimenting.’

      Lu batted her eyelashes at him and Will felt his stomach contract.

      ‘What do you think?’

      ‘Hot,’ Matt answered.

      He ran his finger over the tattoo of a naughty angel on her shoulder. Will considered breaking his fingers.

      ‘Cool tat.’

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