It was stupidly warm and she reached for the bottle of water Karen had brought outside for her half an hour ago, noting it was already almost empty. Lindsey had suggested they take a lunch break in the open air for a change (the bunker was 'confining' he'd said, not even sounding like he believed his own words), and so they had, sitting side by side on the back porch. He'd passed her a sandwich, and she'd shared her drink.
Stevie couldn't help wondering if her bandmate and his wife regularly took meals out here, to take a break from the kids, to enjoy the beautiful garden, to spend time with each other. She could reach and out and take Lindsey's hand in her own right now, if she so desired.
Which of course she didn't. Not much.
"Bit hot, isn't it?" he said inanely.
"Yep," she agreed. Also inanely. "Nice, though."
"As long as you don't get burned," he said, smirking at her in that infuriating manner he'd always had.
"You'll be nursing me back to health and my poor pale skin will appreciate the effort, thank you, Mr Buckingham."
"I'll be looking forward to it. You stretched out on the bed, at my mercy..." He sighed happily, winking at her and the man had no business still being attractive to her like that. She felt warm and it wasn't just the sun. Which was not a good thing.
"Shut up."
He did. And took her hand in his, his thumb rubbing along her soft skin and making her want more. A confining bunker right now might not be a good idea. Or rather, it would.
She could see Kristen through the large glass panels separating them from the interior of Lindsey's home. Yeah, NOT a good idea, she admitted to herself. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it. Damn him.
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