“Ah, Casey and her girlfriend must be here.” George confided, “That Brandy is a pretty young thing, I’ve seen a few pictures of her.”
“Well, since lunch should be here soon, why don’t we hold off doing the other bathroom and bedroom fixtures until after we eat and go say hello to Casey and her friend?”
“You just want to check her out,” George joshed good-naturedly. “If I was twenty years younger, I’d be fighting you for her.”
I laughed, “That I would love to see.”
“Just you wait, one day, you’re going to see me in action again. I just need to find me a young lady who can keep up with me.”
I clapped him on the back. “I’m looking forward to it.”
George and I went out to the living room, and George called out to Casey as we entered. “Hey, Casey, you made it. Did you get your friend?”
Casey laughed and pointed to the other side of Nolan, “Yeah, Harper already has her working.”
I stepped around George so I could see her better, and the world around me tipped as her eyes practically popped out of her head, and she blurted, “Chase?”
“Brandy?” I was so surprised to see her that I backed up and hit the ladder on which Nolan was working. Luckily, Nolan didn’t fall, but the paint tray that was unsteadily perched on the top began to tip right toward Corrine who was bent over focused on the floor trim.
I stepped forward at the same time that Brandy did, and the two of us bobbed like bumbling idiots attempting to keep the paint tray from overturning. The cool wet latex paint began to slide down my arms and chest, and Brandy winced as she bounced off me. I grabbed her arm, which was now slick with paint, and the tray fell to the floor with a clatter.
Other people moved in feeble attempts to catch it, but my only concern at that moment was protecting Brandy. I didn’t want her to lose her balance and fall onto the array of tools and supplies scattered all over the floor. I jerked her forward and wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her upright. Our paint-slick clothes rubbed sensuously between us and suddenly I became a little turned on. Damn, fourteen years later, and the woman still did it to me with barely a touch.
“Are you alright?” I asked, and she lifted her face to mine. My heart skipped a beat as I stared into the gorgeous seafoam green eyes that had haunted my dreams many times over the years.
“Yes, you?” she asked.
“I’m fine, a little wet, a little sticky, and a whole lot surprised to see you here.”
She gave me a sexy smile, “Not the first time you’ve been wet and sticky, huh?”
She dropped her gaze to where our bodies were touching. I glanced around the room to find every eye on us. Each face wore a different expression. Sophia rushed forward as Levi began to laugh. Corrine’s mouth was hanging open, and Harper had her very-well-known matchmaker gleam in her eye. I didn’t get a chance to respond to Brandy before Sophia was next to us.
“Are you guys okay?” Sophia asked quickly.
“Yeah, we’re fine, but we’re going to need a shower.”
“The shower curtain is still hanging in my bathroom, you can use that one. I’ll find some towels,” Sophia said.
I looked down between us. “I swear I don’t mean anything more than what I am about to say, but we need to stay just like this and shuffle back to the bathroom. If we do, we can avoid spilling most of this to the floor, so keep your arms around me and follow me.”
Brandy laughed, “If you wanted a hug, all you had to do was ask for one, Chase.”