Free Jack’s Dee-Light by Lacey Thorn

joining them but thankfully they were already at a table with four chairs.
    “Hey,” Mischa said as soon as she joined them. “This trip must have been fantastic. You’re practically glowing.”
    “You could say this was the best trip I’ve ever taken,” Dee agreed with a smile. “You feeling okay, Jacey?”
    Jacey looked positively green, as if she was going to be sick.
    “Ummm, Dee…” Jacey began and then she seemed to lose all her color as her eyes caught on something behind Dee.
    Dee turned to see Jack walking in. He was gorgeous. Her eyes were glued to him as he walked to their table to join them. She was certain that hers weren’t the only eyes watching him. He just commanded attention. He dropped to the seat beside her and draped an arm over the back of her chair.
    “You’re in so much trouble,” he said by way of greeting.
    Putting a hand over her mouth, Jacey bolted, heading in the direction of the restroom.
    “What the hell is that about?” Jack said, looking at her and Mischa.
    “Mischa?” Dee questioned, shrugging her shoulders at him.
    “She’s worked herself up into a hot mess over you two this week,” Mischa said. She pointed her finger at Dee. “You never called her back so she had nothing but her imagination to fill her in.” She pointed at Jack. “And you wouldn’t leave her alone with your constant demands for Dee’s number. She was going to ask Dee but then she didn’t hear from her. You kept pushing so she lied and said she’d given it to Dee, hoping to talk to Dee before she got back. But then you called in the middle of stuff.” She gestured with her eyes as if Dee should know what she was referring to.
    “I was finishing packing to come home,” Dee said. “It was the first chance I had to call her.”
    “According to Jacey that wasn’t all you were in the middle of,” Mischa muttered, glancing between Dee and Jack.
    “What are you talking about? I swear I was packing, that was it.”
    “Do you really want me to say something in front of him?”
    “Hell yeah,” Jack answered for her. “No way am I missing this.”
    Dee nodded in agreement.
    “Jacey said that she heard Grun call out for you to bring him a towel and that you said he was in the shower and you’d be right back.” Dee could feel Jack tense up beside her and she slipped her hand down to squeeze his thigh. “She even said that she heard him say that if you weren’t already dressed he’d pull you in with him and give you a good soaking. That you laughed and promised ‘next time’.”
    Dee burst out laughing. She laughed so hard that she had tears flowing down her cheeks and had to hold her sides. Jack was looking at her with a lifted brow but at her laughter his tension had left. Mischa was looking at her as if she was a crazy woman, which was the look she was getting from several other patrons as well. She pulled herself together and finally managed to speak.
    “The shower was leaking in my bathroom. Grun decided he could fix it.”
    Mischa snorted a laugh and Dee knew it was from all the stories she’d shared with her friends about his attempts to play handyman.
    “He managed to make it worse and soak himself in the process. I’d already called a repairman and was trying to flee before he arrived.”
    “Oh god.” Mischa snorted another laugh.
    “Why didn’t he shut the water off first?” Jack asked.
    “Because he’s Grun,” Mischa said at the same time that Dee did. They both started laughing again.
    Dee tried to explain. “My boss is brilliant when it comes to most things. But he can’t fix anything around the house. He has a way of making them worse than they were to begin with. Mr. Fix-It he is not.”
    “So Jacey thought you were having sex with your boss?” he questioned and she could easily read below the surface of that question. He wanted to know if there had ever been a time when she had or had wanted to that would make Jacey’s thoughts leap that