He turned to look at her, giving Lisbeth another sexy smile whilst still holding Dora’s hand. She melted under his gaze and let the small stitch of jealousy pass. Returning his smile with a small one of her own.
“Damn Lisbeth, I bet Jake motorboats those babies every night eh?”
Lisbeth looked down her chest to where Dora’s eyes were burning a hole. She’d forgotten her sheer robe showed everything; including her milk jug sized breast outlined by the sweat stains they left against the sheer fabric. Jake frowned and gave Lisbeth a quizzical look. She covered her arms over her chest and excused herself from the table, muttering that she hadn’t dressed for guests. She scurried out of the room and upon return hovered in the doorway watching the scene unfolding before her.
Dora had turned the chair around and was sitting in it properly with her back flat against the spokes. Her fingers trailed lazily over Jake’s forearm and he nibbled on his sandwich, laughing on the right cues of her wild stories. His eyes shone with a brightness Lisbeth had never seen before, granted she could never make him laugh. She just wasn’t the funny type. She took a deep breath in and felt a pain in her chest. Tt subsided when she released the breath.
This was ridiculous. She was being a rude hostess by standing there gawking at a cousin she hadn’t seen in ten years. Lisbeth rejoined the table.
Jake’s eyes shifted from. “Your cousin was just explaining to me she’s moved out here and bought a place. but the previous owners didn’t leave at the required time. Now she needs a place to stay for a week.”
“I have a job so I can pay you rent.” Dora grabbed her small clutch purse and pulled out a checkbook and ink pen. She opened the flap and looked up at her, pen poised.
“Of course you can stay here. It’s only a one bedroom apartment though so you’ll have to sleep on the couch.”
“But it has a sofa bed.” Jake reached across the table and patted Dora’s hand.
Lisbeth worked hard to keep her face smooth as a lake as she watched these movements.
“Oh Lis, you’re amazing. I don’t care if I have to sleep on the floor. Anything will do.” Her cousin scurried around the table, giving her a big firm hug.
Dora took no time in enlisting Jake’s help in unpacking her jeep. Within a week her clean living room turned into a Skinny’s R Us. Lacy size thirty-six size A bra’s hung over the back of her chaise lounge and extra small cotton tank tops lay beached on her foot stool. Lisbeth