Perfect Harmony (Harmony Falls #2) - Elizabeth Kelly Page 0,4
the leg. “Hush, you, or I’ll change my mind and make you volunteer too.”
“What? Why aren’t you asking Ian to volunteer?” Gideon said.
“The man has twin toddlers, Gideon. He barely has time to wipe his own ass,” Wanda said.
“It’s true,” Ian said solemnly.
“I have a one-hundred-and-seventy-five-pound Great Dane who is extremely needy,” Gideon said. “Doesn’t that count for something?”
“Are you seriously comparing caring for Tank with caring for the twins?” Ian said with a laugh. “Because I know Tank can be a handful, but, buddy, there is no comparison to twins.”
“It was worth a shot,” Gideon grumbled.
“It’s an election year,” Wanda said. “The good citizens of Harmony Falls will remember you volunteering come the fall when they’re deciding who to vote for as sheriff. You know I’m right.”
“Gideon’s got the election in the bag,” Ian said. “No one else wants to be sheriff.”
“Thanks, I think,” Gideon said.
“So, the first meeting is Thursday, seven pm at my place. I’ll provide munchies and drinks.”
“Wanda, I’ve got a lot on my plate right now and…”
Gideon trailed off as Wanda stared silently at him.
He sighed. “Yeah, okay. I’ll be there.”
“Thank you, Sheriff Walker,” Wanda said with an impish smile. “Now, get your butt over to your sister’s before she starts calling here and asking where you are. Ian, walk a lady to her car, would you?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Ian said.
They left Gideon’s office and he slowly logged off the computer. If he didn’t leave in the next five minutes, Kira would be pissed at how late he was. Of course, he could also just stay in the office, text Kira and tell her there was a work emergency and he needed to skip the dinner.
Chicken.
Maybe a little. But Grace was going to be there and lately… his usual iron-clad willpower to resist his sister’s best friend was weakening. Being chipped away at by his constant fantasies about her. Fantasies that involved a naked Grace handcuffed to his bed and his handprints all over that perfect ass of hers.
He'd managed to avoid seeing Grace for the last few weeks. He’d needed to avoid her. After what happened the last time they were alone together… what he’d said to her…
Sweat beaded on his forehead. Kira had volunteered Grace to feed Tank when Gideon was stuck at work. While he didn’t want Grace in his house, didn’t want her lingering scent and the knowledge that she’d been in his space to drive him crazy with need, he couldn’t very well say no. But he hadn’t expected to come home and find Grace asleep in his bed.
Walking into his bedroom and seeing her in his bed had immediately sent the blood rushing straight to his cock. Having your number one fantasy unexpectedly come to fruition did that to a guy.
It wasn’t exactly what you wanted.
No, it wasn’t, and God help him, he’d been tempted to make his exact fantasy come true. Grace had woken quickly and watching her stumble toward him, her dark curls sticking up every which way from her skull, her gorgeous green eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and drowsiness, had only made his urge to fulfill his fantasy even stronger.
He hadn’t though. He couldn’t.
It was bad enough that he’d told her exactly what his fantasy was.
She liked it.
He squashed that dangerous voice deep down inside. When he’d told Gracie if he found her uninvited in his bed again, he would handcuff her to his bed on her hands and knees, pull her panties to her thighs, and spank her, she hadn’t been turned on. It was only his wishful thinking that made him think he saw a quick flare of desire in those pretty green eyes before she’d ran out of his bedroom.
Some women liked a little kink in the bedroom and a little pain with their pleasure. Some women craved giving up control.
But he couldn’t fool himself that Gracie was one of them. If he even tried to put her over his knee for a spanking, she’d knock him on his ass.
Still didn’t stop him from fantasizing about it though. Or, he grimaced inwardly, climbing into his bed the second Grace was gone and masturbating to the scent of her on his sheets.
His cell phone buzzed with a where are you text from Kira.
Everything would be fine. The house was big enough that he could avoid her. He’d have a quick bite to eat and then make his excuses and leave.
* * *
Grace parked in her best friend’s driveway and stared at the