Sheet Music - A Rock 'n' Roll Love Story
- Автор: Lister Ann
- Серия: Sheet Music #1
- Год: 2011
- Язык: голландский
- Год: Lulu.com
- ISBN: 9781105173578
- Жанр: Прочая древняя литература
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He snickered knowingly and pulled at the back ties of her bikini top. “I’m thinking it means I’m about to get lucky for the second time today,” he answered, discarding Annie’s soaked bathing suit to the floorboards of the dock.
“Ooh, Mr. Wade, I do believe you're correct in that assumption,” she teased, biting him playfully on the neck. “I think we have finally found a sexual situation that you haven't experienced yet. Which, loosely translated, means I will finally have one sexual memory with you that only involves me!”
Michael’s face grew serious, as he felt her fingers tugging at the zipper of his shorts. The rain dripped from her eyelashes and nose in a most provocative way that caused his heart to beat loudly in his chest. Carefully, he wiped the water from her face.
“Annie, every moment I spend with you is memorable because of the way you make me feel. Nothing I’ve experienced before compares or matters now.”
Annie pushed the soggy material of his shorts over his hips and laughed when it splashed around his ankles.
“You do realize that Brian and Barbara can probably see what we’re doing out here, right?” he said, circling his arms around her slippery curves.
“I don't care, how's that! Besides the house is too far away for them to really see anything.”
He smiled to himself and allowed her to pull him down onto the saturated wood. She probably wouldn’t want to know about the binoculars sitting on the ledge of the windows in the living room, he thought, as he felt the warmth of her mouth engulf his organ. The smile on his face was quickly replaced by the sweet expression of ecstasy as Annie taunted every nerve ending in his body. When she was done, she slid her body up the length of his torso and pressed her face against his wet chest, a satisfied smile spread across her face.
“There. Round one was for you and round two can be for me,” she giggled, the heavy thud of his heart echoing in her ear.
He flipped her over playfully and rolled between her legs. “I love you,” he sighed, inching himself inside her.
They remained on the dock tightly entwined together until the rain stopped. It was dusk by then and the smell of chicken barbecuing on the grill prompted them to head back to the house. Apparently, Brian and Barbara had grown tired of waiting for their dinner and had begun the preparations without them.
When they arrived back at the house, Brian was tending the chicken wearing nothing more than a chef’s apron and a smug smile. A pair of binoculars hung heavily on his chest.
Michael immediately took notice of his friend’s neckwear and laughed heartily. Annie tossed him a confused glance and quickly passed by Brian, entering the house to change into something dry. Michael stopped beside Brian at the grill with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Nice necklace,” he commented to Brian, shaking his head.
Brian roared with laughter. “Man, you’d be shocked at what you can see with these things,” he teased.
“Yeah, well don’t tell Annie,” Michael replied, giving Brian a rough shove on the shoulder as he made his way into the house.
“Hey,” Brian called after his friend. “If you’re interested, I gave you a ‘6’ on your performance but an ‘8’ for effort. Frankly, I could have done a whole lot better.”
Michael shook his head again and slammed the screen door behind him, leaving Brian alone on the deck. But Brian’s laughter could still be heard clear to the back of the house.
CHAPTER TWENTY
The phone woke them all early the next morning. Michael pulled on a pair of shorts and staggered out to the kitchen to answer it.
“Yeah,” his irritated voice asked, as he rubbed at his eyes.
“Michael?”
“Yeah, who’s this?”
“It’s Arnold Levenstein. Sounds like I woke you.”
Michael came to attention when he heard his lawyer’s voice. “It’s all right. What can I do for you?”
“I received a phone call last night from Beth’s lawyer. Seems she’s interested in talking with you about some new custody agreement.”
“Oh really? There’s got to be more to it than that. I don’t trust the bitch.”
“I agree, but nonetheless, she wants to meet with you tomorrow at noon to discuss it.”
“Is she in town?”
“Yes, I believe she’s staying downtown at the Ritz.”
Michael sat at the kitchen table and massaged his forehead. “What are you advising?”
“I think you should go, listen to what she’s offering, get the paperwork and I’ll review it. And for God’s sake, don’t sign or agree to anything, no matter how good it may sound!”
“As if I’d let that happen!”
“I’ll go with you if you want, but at this stage of the game, I think the two of you should try and come to some sort of agreement first before you get the ‘suits’ involved.”
“Okay,” Michael sighed. The thought of being in the same room as Beth again unsettled him.
“I want you to call me after you meet with her, okay?”
“Right.”
Michael started the coffee maker then stepped out onto the deck. The morning sun was already intensely warm with a layer of haze masking its exact location behind a fog bank. Without shirt or shoes, Michael set off down the beach to digest his conversation with Arnold. By the time he sauntered back to the house, the others had gotten out of bed. Annie greeted him as he climbed the steps to the deck with a warm kiss and a cup of coffee.
“Is everything all right?” she asked.
“Yeah. That was Arnold on the phone. I’ve got to go back to Boston later today.”
“Who’s Arnold?” she asked.
“He’s my lawyer. Are Brian and Barbara up yet?” he asked, walking into the house.
Annie followed him. “Why does Arnold want to see you?”
Brian emerged from the bathroom, grunting loudly as he stretching. “Does Arnold need to see both of us or just you?”
“Just me.”
“What did you do this time?” Brian chuckled, filling a cup with fresh coffee.
“Brian, stay out of it!” Barbara interrupted. “That’s between them, not you.”
Michael glanced in Annie’s direction. “Beth has requested a meeting to discuss a change in our custody agreement.”
“The bitch is back in town? That’s a scary thought,” Brian commented, as Barbara dragged him by the hand out onto the deck in order to give Michael and Annie privacy.
Annie dropped her eyes to her coffee mug. “When are you leaving?”
“This afternoon. I’ll fly back, check on things at the house, then meet with Beth tomorrow.”
Annie nodded.
“You’re upset.” Michael stated.
“No, really, I’m not. I totally understand. I’m not thrilled at the thought of you two being together but it’s important that you go. Maybe she’s had a change of heart and is willing to let you see your son now.”
He pulled her against his chest. “I wish that would be the case, but with Beth nothing has ever been simple. She’s probably just looking for more money, that’s all.”
He held her tightly for several minutes. “Do you want to come back with me and get a change of scenery?”
“Well, thanks for asking, but I should stay here and get some practicing done. Taylor will be calling any day now and I’m nowhere near ready to start rehearsing with them.”
“Okay.”
Michael and Annie stepped out onto the deck and sat at the table. “Man, it feels like July, not September,” Brian panted. “It’s hotter than hell!”