Chapter 42

“We’re going to wake ourselves up for rehearsal.”

“I’m not in the show, remember?” When she stuck a strand of strawberry blond hair behind her ear, I thought she might actually stick her tongue out. “I don’t have to listen to you.” Her tone was that sassy.

“My theater, my rules.” He yanked her up, pulling her right to his sweaty, bare body. “And I betcha, once you get a taste of this…” A sweep of AJ’s hand included his crotch. I was probably the only one who took note of that. “…you’ll be back.”

As Abby regained balance, I tried to lose mine, so I could steady myself against AJ’s nakedness, too. Unfortunately, as had been proven on the stage, I wasn’t that good of an actor.

“We’re not going to run, are we?” Abby planted herself as if the idea of that was completely out of the question. “You’re not one of those people, I hope.”

“The kind who exercises?”

“Exactly.”