How to Knit a Wild Bikini
“—NIGELLA LAWSON,CULINARY WRITER Monday morning, Nikki was back in Jay’s kitchen, cutting a pineapple for the massive fruit salad she planned to set out for the scheduled meeting of NYFM’s editorial staff. She’d already served Fern one of the granola and yogurt parfaits she’d prepared, and then overheard the teenager on her cell phone telling her boyfriend, Jenner, that she was shopping with the girls that day.
Nikki blew out a sigh. She could put away at least one worry for the moment.
Then Jay appeared on the back deck, shirtless and wet, a half-naked reminder of all the other worries that were front and center in her mind—as they had been all weekend she’d been home alone with Fish.
Jay knew she wasn’t attracted to girls.
Worse, he knew she was attracted to him.
Worse than that, he was attracted right back.
Casting him another sidelong look, she fell right into admiring everything so maddeningly unforgettable about him: his lean muscles, his golden skin, the ...charming smile he beamed her way when he caught her watching.MoreLess
Nikki blew out a sigh. She could put away at least one worry for the moment.
Then Jay appeared on the back deck, shirtless and wet, a half-naked reminder of all the other worries that were front and center in her mind—as they had been all weekend she’d been home alone with Fish.
Jay knew she wasn’t attracted to girls.
Worse, he knew she was attracted to him.
Worse than that, he was attracted right back.
Casting him another sidelong look, she fell right into admiring everything so maddeningly unforgettable about him: his lean muscles, his golden skin, the ...charming smile he beamed her way when he caught her watching.MoreLess
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