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They all saw a bit of action today. Talk about a welcome home!

* * * *

After Fabian hung up the phone with Giada, he brooded for a long while. Though he put on a brave front that he was willing to let her go so easily, he was not. Absolutely not! In fact, Fabian was going to do everything in his power to woo Giada back to him.

After pulling his cell phone from his belt clip, Fabian used it to dial Bartley’s number. He needed him to do a special favor for him.

“Giada broke up with me,” Fabian blurted out anxiously as soon as his manager came on the line.

“She did?” Bartley asked, sounding surprised and a little bit too happy about that.

“Yes, she did.” Fabian frowned, wondering if Bartley was the best man for this special job after all.

Yet when he thought about how much dirt his manager already knew about him and hadn’t leaked to the press, he reconsidered. Plus, as a loner by nature, there weren’t many people Fabian could trust outside of Bartley.

“Why did Giada break up with you?” Bartley asked, wanting to know all the juicy details.

“She said something about going back to an old flame,” Fabian replied through a tight mouth. His fair cheeks were aflame with jealous ire.

“Which would explain why she was so distracted at times on the boat,” Bartley said, revealing just how much attention he’d paid to Giada.

“Right. Now what I need you to do is hire someone to find out who this old flame is, what his weaknesses are, and if he has any real intentions of making this thing with Giada work,” Fabian concluded. “Can you handle that for me? There’s a nice bonus in it for you.”

“I can handle it,” Bartley replied more than a bit reluctantly.

* * * *

When the lovers finally emerged from upstairs and had eaten the meal Giada had cooked, they went outside on the patio. They were in no mood to swim since they were fresh from a shower, but they did want to be outside among nature.

Sharing a large cushioned lounge chair,
Kentucky
and Giada peacefully watched the stars together.

They didn’t say much. They only uttered a few words every now and then. Mostly they just enjoyed the serenity of being in each other’s presence again. Frequent sighs of contentment resonated from the both of them.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my life,” Giada said after sighing contentedly yet again.

“Me, either.”
Kentucky
kissed the top of her damp head. Her hair was still wet from their shower and drying naturally on that warm July night.

“If I had known things were going to be this good between us, I would have gone after you the moment I met you,” Giada said, recalling the day the Joneses came over to introduce themselves to her and welcome her into the neighborhood. Hannah had come bearing another cake that day.

Kentucky
had seemed reluctant to be there and had been noticeably quiet.

“I would have rejected you.” He chuckled. “You had gold digger written all over you back then.”

Giada half turned her head to look up into his face. “You wouldn’t have rejected me for long. I would have seduced you into my bed.”

“Like you eventually did anyway?”
Kentucky
said, referring to their first night together.

Giada chuckled. “Hey, when it’s something I want, I go after it with everything I got.” She returned to her previous snuggling position, except she put one leg across his waist area this time. She instantly realized that something was different about him.

Kentucky
’s shorts were now prominently tented and begging for attention. “I like your aggression,” he said a bit on the husky side. Their brief trip down memory lane had stirred his libido to life again.

Kentucky
looked ready for more loving . . . now!

“I can see that.” Giada reached down and squeezed him through his cargo shorts.

Kentucky
moaned. “I like that, too, baby.”

“Let’s go inside, and I’ll show you how aggressive I can really be.”

“Show me right here.”

“Right here?” Giada looked around the large manicured backyard, trying to determine if his wooden fence was high enough for privacy’s sake. It was, but barely. Unless one of his neighbors was looking through a telescope from an attic, they should have more than enough privacy.

“Yes, right here. Right now.”
Kentucky
unfastened his shorts. “If we’re gonna be together, there’s one thing you need to know about me. I will have sex
anywhere
.”

“Anywhere except your mother’s house.”

Kentucky
chuckled. “You got me on that one. I also won’t have sex on church property, but other than those two places, every place else is up for grabs.”

Giada squealed with excitement. “Now that I know all that, I think I’m going to have to start wearing more skirts and dresses around you.” She rose slightly to readjust her sundress and her position on the sturdy wood-framed chair.

“That would be a wise choice,”
Kentucky
replied.

For convenience’s sake, neither of them had bothered with underwear after their shower. Since Giada had gotten a fresh checkup in his absence, there was also no further need for added protection. Things were about to get very steamy outside.

* * * *

Kentucky
led the way in moaning with pleasure as Giada slid down the granite length of him. Then, with her sundress hiding their actual intimacy from public view in case someone did decide to be a Peeping Tom, he captured her lips in a kiss and began to lead her on a slow climb toward ecstasy.

Kentucky
felt that telltale clenching. He swallowed Giada’s initial scream in his mouth. Breaking the kiss soon thereafter, he lifted his head and just watched her finish going over the edge.

Giada was at her most beautiful at times like these.
Kentucky
loved seeing her mocha cheeks flushed with the rosy heat of passion, her eyes closed in ecstasy, and her hair tousled from his probing fingers. It made him quickly go over the edge, too.

And suddenly Giada’s eyes were no longer closed. Suddenly they were wide open and staring at him with potent love shimmering in them. “Oh, Kenny, I love you,” she whispered as he squeezed her closer and poured his hot soup into her bowl.

“I love you, too, baby,”
Kentucky
whispered, committing this moment to memory. It was not one that he ever wanted to forget.

Chapter Sixteen

The rest of that weekend was even more glorious for
Kentucky
and Giada. They made love every chance they got, learning even more things about each other’s bodies. They also took the time to learn more about each other
outside
the bedroom.

Kentucky
learned that Giada actually loved kids. It pleased him that she planned on having a large family someday since that was what he wanted also. Though he had no idea until this weekend that she even wanted children, he wasn’t really surprised about her maternal instincts. All one had to do was look at how she treated Mercedes to tell that.

Giada also revealed what her old bra size used to be before the implants. That conversation came up while they were on their way to his stepmother’s house for Sunday dinner.

“C-cups are nothing to sneeze at, Giada,”
Kentucky
said, briefly taking his eyes off the road to glance at her bosom. “The fact that you were already that big in high school meant that you probably would have advanced to a D-cup naturally had you waited a few years.”

Giada nodded. “I know that
now
,” she said, squeezing her large bosom. “And I vaguely remember the doctor trying to tell me that before the surgery, but I was too impatient. I wanted a certain look right then. I also wanted all the perks that came along with having large breasts.”

“Perks such as getting the attention of more rich men?”
Kentucky
said, forcing his eyes back on the road.

“That and getting certain jobs, too. In fact, I think these girls helped me land my latest job.” She squeezed her bosom again.

“Keep doing that and I’m gonna have to pull over,”
Kentucky
warned, having seen her movement out of the corner of his eyes. Though he was a bottom and leg man, he liked a nice pair of breasts, too. And Giada had a very nice pair.

Giada laughed and dropped her hands to her sides. “Yet for all the perks of having large breasts, there are some drawbacks, too. One of which is the fact that men tend to equate big boobs with no brains.”

“I’ve been guilty of doing that from time to time myself,”
Kentucky
admitted. “But after that first conversation we had in this very same car, I quickly realized that you were more than you appeared to be on the outside.
Much
more.”

Giada smiled at him. “You got that right.” She stretched in her seat. When she arched her back, she winced in pain.

“What’s wrong, baby?”
Kentucky
asked.

“Nothing other than the second downside to having big boobs.” She arched her back and winced again. “Since I was only eighteen when I had my surgery and thus still filling out, my breasts have gotten fuller each year. Now on occasion my back hurts something fierce. That’s the main reason I like to have weekly massages.”

“I’ll be glad to save you some money by taking over that duty,”
Kentucky
offered, giving her a heated look.

Giada moaned and squirmed in her seat. “When? Tonight?” she asked with hopeful eyes.

Kentucky
smiled at her eagerness to sleep over at his place again. “Tomorrow,” he replied as he returned his eyes to the road. “I have a lot of work to catch up on with the school. I’m probably gonna be up all night trying to meet a few deadlines I have by noon Monday. Plus, I know you’re missing Mercedes terribly by now.”

Giada pouted in disappointment, acting even younger than her now twenty-four years since her last birthday at the beginning of the year.

Kentucky
chuckled at her childish behavior. “Cheer up, baby. It’s not like I’m gonna leave right after dinner. Matter of fact, I probably won’t leave your side until at least 11 o’clock,” he said, bringing an instant smile to her face.

With that cleared up,
Kentucky
proceeded to tell her a few little-known things about himself. Some of those things she hadn’t picked up from hanging around his stepmother or from outright observing him. One of those things was the fact that he actually did a bit of exotic dancing in college.

“What!” Giada’s eyes were huge. Her bottom lip hung low, nearly to her chin.

“You heard right,”
Kentucky
replied, trying to help her process her shock.