“Stunning, huh?” Kathy asked with a raised eyebrow. “A little heavy on the flattery, don’t you think? Bringing us dinner was bound to get you laid already. Don’t need to do anything more.”

“Oh, Christ,” Reagan muttered.

Jill’s cheeks reddened, and she looked between the two women with wide eyes. “Um, but I really do have an early day at work tomorrow. Plus, I’ll see these at the benefit.”

“The good ones aren’t in that box…yet,” Kathy replied with a grin.

“How about you show me those next time?”

“Next time?” Kathy asked.

Jill held up her hands. “Not that I’m trying to invite myself over here again.”

Kathy pulled her in for a hug. “I’m just teasing. You’re welcome back anytime.”

“Thanks, Kathy.”

“Now, you two go have some fun.”

Reagan kissed her mom on the cheek and gave her a hug. When they left, she groaned. “I’m sorry for her. She’s not great at holding her tongue.”

Jill chuckled. “She’s a riot. But was she right?”

“About what?”

“Did bringing dinner over mean I’m getting laid tonight?”

“Follow me home and see.”

Chapter Twenty

As Jill followed Reagan to her place, they caught every single red light. When they were stopped by the third one, Jill pulled next to Reagan and put on her best pout, throwing her hands up in the air. Reagan threw her head back and laughed. Was she enjoying her impatience or was she struggling just as much? Either way she was dying to show Reagan just how much she wanted her.

She pulled into the spot next to Reagan, who had already gotten out of her car and was hurrying up the stairs. Jill licked her lips as she followed behind, warring with the fact that she needed to be closer to Reagan while also enjoying the view she had of Reagan’s ass. The need to be near her won out as Jill stopped behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist, nibbling Reagan’s neck as she tried to unlock her door.

“Keep that up and we’ll never get inside. And we really need to because it is way too cold out here.”

“I know plenty of ways I can warm you up,” she whispered, unbuttoning Reagan’s jeans.

Before she could slip her hand inside, Reagan cheered and pushed open the door. “Finally!”