Free See Megan Run by Melissa Blue Page A

but didn’t comment—there
weren’t any wire hangers.

Chapter 8
     
    Later Aiden might regret his impulsive
decision, but now he only saw the benefits. Jocelyn left in a sour
mood. She’d be busy trying to make sure he and Megan didn’t do
anything they’d regret later. Shep had taken Nicole out to dinner,
so no comments from the peanut gallery. Jane, he could always
depend on her, was bound to give him a lecture. Thankfully, when he
pulled up to the house Jane and her barbed tongue weren’t in sight.
He closed the door to his truck and saw Megan leaning against the
pillar closest to the door. She’d done something to her hair,
because it framed her heart-shaped face. Her eyes were closed, head
tilted back, and she looked content waiting there for him. The
dress stopped short of her knees, the neckline dipped low, and her
breasts swelled at the top of the material. The ties of the dress
were knitted in a bow on the back of her neck, leaving her
shoulders bare. Megan looked smooth and delectable, and all
woman.
    Okay, the good idea didn’t seem so smart now.
She stretched and the silky material lifted, caressing her curves
on its way up her body. He got a glimpse of her supple thighs. His
mother had been right; this was not one of his brightest ideas.
Aiden balled his hands into tight fists in his pockets. The urge to
touch her hadn’t lessened in the past twenty-four hours. Worse, he
needed to keep a cool head or they’d end up liplocking again or,
much worse than that, in a bed.
    "Hope you haven’t been waiting for long,"
Aiden murmured.
    She opened her eyes and let her arms fall
back into place. "It was better than being under the watchful eye
of Jane. It started to feel like the old days. The only difference
is she trusts my willpower now. She used to sneak condoms into my
purse."
    Aiden glanced at her side. His stomach
clenched. She wasn’t carrying a purse. "No need for her to worry. I
figure we can grab a few drinks at Tessa’s." He gestured to his
vehicle. "Ready?"
    "I can’t believe you still have that thing."
He smiled when she frowned. "You made the Red Demon green."
    "It’s the Green Demon now. It runs good,
other than a few repairs. I haven’t needed to get rid of it."
    He opened the passenger door and had to turn
his head away while she climbed in, not wanting to see what lay
beneath the black silk.
    "Same seats," she said tightly as he started
the truck.
    The patent leather was probably steeped with
the memories of them making love on them. Aiden gunned the engine.
"If it’s not broke, don’t fix it."
    She made a noncommittal noise, then said, "So
how much has changed since I’ve been gone? Jane’s letters never
went into detail on gossip."
    Aiden chuckled and relaxed his hands on the
steering wheel. "Let’s start with the seediest scandal. Mayor Allen
was caught cheating on his wife, about seven years back. The town
was split on whether or not it was true, after it came out that
Gracie was the supposed mistress."
    "Gracie Malone? As in afro, lazy eye, and
smells funny, Gracie?"
    "Marcy had finally talked Gracie into letting
her do her hair and changing the perfume." Aiden shrugged. "If you
are a desperate man, she’d pass for a good mistress."
    Megan shook her head. "I don’t believe it,
and Jane never told me that one. I should have known."
    "Jane only gives you the goods when it
matters."
    "True."
    Aiden shrugged. "As for the scandal, you
aren’t the only one. He’s still mayor and married."
    "What else?" She stretched her legs and Aiden
reminded himself to keep his eyes on the road.
    "The next big thing, sadly, since not much
happens here, was Shep and Nicole’s engagement."
    "He’s the oldest bachelor around, besides the
Baker boys. Makes sense it would hit the gossip mill like a back
draft."
    "True. I think some women are hoping Shep
will change his mind. Little do they know he’s had his eye on your
mother for years."
    "Really?"
    "I saw that one coming six years ago. He’d