Page 56 of Beneath the Blue Moon

***Ethan***

Whew! Crisis averted. For now anyway. She wants no

secrets between us, but I can’t tell her everything yet. Taking her hand, I lead

her to the ballroom.

“How long has she been trying to get in your pants?” Casey

asks.

“What?”

“The mayor’s wife. How long has she been trying to fuck

you?”

“I don’t know… a couple of years.”

“Optimistic, isn’t she?”

I notice a couple of other women who’ve helped to make these

events the bane of my existence, and I pull Casey closer. Always observant, she

notices.

“Now I know why you hate these things… and why you brought

me. You’re a hot commodity, Sheriff.”

“That and I hate the politics of it all.”

“You’re a sheriff. Politicking is a big part of your job,

isn’t it?”

“I have to do it. Doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

“You do look a little uncomfortable.”

“I don’t see how this night could get any more uncomfortable.”

“Wanna bet?”

I can see the wheels turning in her head. Oh, no. Then

again, this could be fun.

“Sure.”

“What do you want to wager?”

Hmm… let me see. It has to be something we’d both enjoy.

I’ve got it! Leaning close, I whisper in her ear. “Three orgasms… three

different ways.”

Touching my cheek, she softly presses her lips to mine.

“You’re on.”

“I guess we have to wait until the end of the night before I

can claim my victory.”

“Why wait?” she asks. “I can end it all right now.”

“How?”

She motions for me to lean in again and places her lips at

my ear. “I’m not wearing any underwear.”

With a smirk, she walks off toward the bar, swinging her

delectable hips. I try to discern if it’s true, but I can’t see a damn thing.

Fuck!