Free Fly Me Home: Home is Where the Heat Is, Book 4 by Candi Wall Page B

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Chapter Eight
    “Wait.” Liz gripped the bottle tight and tried to come up with a calm, reserved response that didn’t include the words “yes, pretty please”. Damn it. Why did her mama’s voice always pop up in moments when the last thing she wanted to think about was being a lady? “Answering that question would depend on exactly what you mean.”
    Hell yeah she’d thought about both men. Ian was amazing in bed, out of bed, and in general. She’d seen him soften and donate to every cause pitched his way. He smiled broadly and easily and had that good-feeling effect on everyone he encountered. There was a touch of homegrown Southern boy in him somewhere, but that latent part of him was overshadowed by his alpha side. The domineering, controlling sexual dynamo she’d slept with for over two weeks now.
    Adding in thoughts of elegant, exotic Arjun and imagining the naughty things the two men had done together had sent her body into overdose heaven. Yeah, she’d considered what it would be like. Two handsome men, willing to fuck her and each other…
    “Arjun, you and me.” Ian’s voice broke into her thoughts. “It’s pretty simple, Elizabeth. You’re attracted to him. Hell, I’ve slept with him so I get it.”
    “Yes, I admit that he’s attractive.” Liz didn’t know how to explain what she felt. It was a mash-up of attraction, wanting to experience everything and wondering if there were lines she and Ian could cross that might change the easy relationship they shared. “Thoughts of the two of you, doing things to each other while I watch, or even join in, is hot as hell. But I like what we have. I love the sex, the travel and the time we spend together. There’s no stress, no worries. I don’t want that to change. I like everything you’re helping me experience, but I’m loyal to you first, and keeping us in good territory is my biggest concern.”
    By the time she finished her explanation, he was shaking his head, smiling at her in that way that always made her stomach tie itself up in knots. “What?”
    “You’re overthinking it.” He took her hand, staring out the window for a long moment while her heart kinda tripped over each of her ribs. “One of the many things that I enjoy about you is your honesty. I often wonder if everything I’m exposing you to is going to change that. But you just bounce back every time and tell me in your sweet Southern drawl how you feel. Trust me when I say, no matter what we do, I’m going to bounce back too.”
    He seemed so open, she actually believed him. “So if I say yes, nothing changes?”
    “The only thing that changes is what you take away from our time together.” His smile was sinful and secretive at once. “We’re on a time limit. I plan to fulfill every want, desire or need you have before we part ways. All you have to do is say yes, no, less or more.”
    She knew their relationship had an expiration date, but having him say it out loud, with such finality, crushed her a little. Thinking about going back to Texas, to her normal life and simple ways was easy. Some might find it boring, but she loved her life. What she had a hard time imagining, accepting, was waking up every day and not seeing Ian’s handsome face, hearing his laughter and feeling his sinful kiss.
    She devoured every moment with him, savoring it and tucking it away for nights when she’d feel trapped by normalcy. She didn’t want this life forever, but she wanted to burn it into her mind so it would be easy to recall.
    This was a make-it-or-break-it moment. One she couldn’t pass up. Still, she sided on caution. “I think I’d have to start by watching.”
    “We can do that.” He squeezed her hand, the warmth of his palm as reassuring as the seriousness of his gaze. “As long as you promise not to hold back. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want, but I need to know you’ll participate if the mood strikes. I’m very sexual. You know that from