face.’ She smiled that angelic smile. ‘Well
then…’ Lisa reached around and undid her bra. I managed to turn away just in
time, as she began to pull the straps down her arms. I could hear her giggling
behind me, as she undressed. ‘You really are so shy.’
* * *
I sat in front of the large stone fireplace in the corner of the leather
sofa wrapped in nothing more than a thin white towel. I felt naked and more
than a little embarrassed. Lisa sat at the other end of the sofa wrapped in her
own thin white towel. It only managed to reach one quarter of the way down her
smooth tanned thighs and only just managed to wrap around her large firm
breasts.
I had to force myself to stare down into the bottom of my half-empty wine
glass, which I held tightly between my hands, to stop myself from staring at
her smooth and in my own personal opinion very kissable thighs. I took a long
deep breath to try to clear my mind of such thoughts. I should not be thinking
about getting on my knees and kissing the thighs of my brother’s girlfriend.
It was wrong.
A wave of rain crashed against the window hidden behind the long brown
curtains. The storm was getting worse. The rain was now striking with such
power that it sounded like someone was standing directly outside the lake house
and throwing handfuls of pebbles at the window. The winds continued to howl and
the sky rumbled overhead.
Unconsciously I found myself staring out of the corner of my eye towards
Lisa’s long elegant legs, as she sat with one leg crossed over the other at the
opposite end of the sofa. The very sight of them sent butterflies fluttering
within my stomach. This woman was beautiful beyond words. I followed her tanned
legs from the ankles up. My eyes travelled over her knees and along her thighs
until the bottom of the towel obstructed my view.
If only it was a few inches higher…
I heard Lisa giggle to herself and I glanced up into her bright blue
eyes.
She took a sip of her wine and stared intently at me over the rim of her
glass.
Had she seen me looking at her?
And more importantly, did she like that I was looking at her?
I nervously turned my eyes back towards my glass.
‘Do you really find me that attractive?’ asked Lisa.
My heart nearly burst through my ribcage and bounced away across the
floor it was beating so hard.
‘What do you mean?’ I stuttered.
‘It’s a simply question, Conner.’ She smiled sweetly at me. ‘Do you find
me so attractive that you can’t take your eyes off of me?’
‘I…um…’ I was about to think up some cunning lie, but let out a defeated
sigh instead. I was as good at telling a lie as I was at singing, which was not
very good at all. ‘I’m sorry. You saw me staring at you?’ I asked.
‘Yes,’ she replied.
‘I don’t mean to.’ I took a sip of my wine. ‘It’s just that I think
you’re really beautiful. I’m trying not to look at you, I really am, but I
can’t seem to take my eyes off of you.’ I released another long and weary sigh.
‘But don’t worry,’ I quickly added. ‘It’s not like I’ll try to make a move on
you or anything. I know you’re with, Nathan.’
‘It’s okay,’ she replied softly. ‘I know you would never make a move on
me. You’re too much of a good person to do something like that. And,’ she
paused for a moment. ‘I don’t mind the way you look at me.’
‘You don’t?’ I couldn’t hide the surprise in my voice.
‘No. The way most men look at me is disgusting,’ she took a sip of her
wine. ‘They only want me for one thing and one thing only, but you have such
innocence behind your eyes. When you look at me I feel pretty.’
‘That’s because you are pretty,’ I admitted. The words left my mouth
before I could stop them.
Lisa regarded me for a long moment before speaking again. ‘Do you have a
girlfriend, Conner?’
‘Me? No,’ I replied with a shake of my head.
‘I’m surprised,’ countered Lisa. ‘Usually all the nice men are