Intimate Seduction - Brenda Jackson [34]
“Whatever.”
“At least I know he kissed you,” Farrah said, grinning. “And real good.”
Natalie frowned. “And how do you know that?”
Now it was Farrah’s time to roll her eyes. “Good grief, Nat. Take out your compact and look at yourself. Your lips are still swollen.”
Not knowing whether Farrah was teasing or serious, Natalie took out compact and looked at herself in the mirror. “Oh,” she said, touching her lips while at the same time feeling a tint of embarrassment touch her cheeks.
“Yes, oh,” Farrah said smiling. “But don’t worry. Your aunt will probably be asleep when you get home tonight and your lips will be back to normal in the morning.”
Natalie closed her compact wondering what Xavier Kane had thought. What had anyone thought who’d seen her lips? Probably the same thing Farrah thought. She had been well and truly kissed. And they were all right. Donovan had kissed her in a way she had never been kissed before and had made her feel things that until tonight had been foreign to her.
“Will you be seeing Donovan again, Nat? So he can kiss you again?”
Natalie tried ignoring the flash of pleasure that shot through her body at that possibility. “That was our first and last kiss. I won’t be going out with him, which means the only time we could possibly see each other is when I’m there to clean his house. But those are the days he’ll be at work, and I plan to get in and out before he comes home.”
“Good luck, Nat.”
Natalie glanced over at Farrah. “And why are you wishing me luck?”
“Because I think you’re going to need it. You asked me what I know about Donovan, and I didn’t finish telling you everything. What I didn’t say that I’ve heard is that he’s a man who gets whatever he wants, and tonight the look on his face made it pretty clear that he wants you.”
Chapter 7
“Hey, man, you weren’t at the top of your game today. What’s up with you?”
Donovan shot his brother a frown. “There’s nothing wrong with me Morgan, so get off my ass.”
Bas dropped down on one of the bleachers and took a huge gulp from his water bottle, and then said, “Sounds like we might need to play another game since that one didn’t seem to work out your frustrations, Don.”
Donovan glared at his brothers, all three of them. It was a tradition that they play basketball at the gym every Saturday morning to work off any competitive frustrations that might have built up that week. For the four competitive adult males it was their way of not butting heads Monday through Friday at SC.
As much as Donovan didn’t want to admit it, Morgan was right. He hadn’t been at the top of his game. And it was all Natalie Ford’s fault. There was no reason the woman should not have slept with him last night. No reason at all.
“Do you think we need to play another game for your benefit, Donovan?”
Chance’s question interrupted Donovan’s musings. He glared at his oldest brother. “No.”
“Good, because I need to get home and get Alden,” Chance responded glancing down at his watch. “Kylie is hosting a baby shower for Lena and Jocelyn, so Alden and I are getting lost for a while.”
“Can I get lost with the two of you?” Morgan asked grinning.
“Include me in,” Bas readily said. He glanced over at Donovan. “What about you, kid? You want to hang around with a bunch of happily married men?”
“No, I have better things to do with my time. Things married men only dream about doing,” Donovan said, using a towel to wipe the sweat off his face.
“Don’t be so sure of that, Donovan,” Chance said grinning. “We hate to disappoint you, but married men can have just as much fun with their wives as single men have with their girlfriends—probably even more. Why is it that we, the married Steeles, are the ones in a good mood today, while you’re the one who still needs a frustration adjustment? Doesn’t sound to me like your girlfriend is doing her job.”
Donovan’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Hmm, then maybe you should consider getting one,” Chance threw over his shoulder as he, Bas and Morgan headed into the locker