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plumped the pillow with her hand.
    What was she thinking? Not only was he her best friend’s son, she doubted he’d want to have sex with someone her age, with a woman whose breasts had started to sag…just a little. A tummy that had a slight bulge…okay, she was working on that at the health club. And a pussy that didn’t get as wet as it once had when she made love.
    She flopped on to her back again, imagining Jon between her legs, slowly introducing his cock into her slit. She closed her eyes.
    Stop it and just go back to sleep. It isn’t going to happen, so don’t even go there.

Chapter Three

    His mom and step-dad had left thirty minutes before. The house was quiet and he hadn’t heard any signs that Maggie was awake and up and about yet. He poured himself a cup of coffee while he waited for her and decided he might as well read the newspaper.
    Maggie made her entrance in the kitchen twenty minutes later, and Jon smiled. She probably hadn’t expected him to be there because she’d jumped a little when she’d walked in and seen him sitting on a stool by the centre island. Today she was wearing a light green bathrobe but no shoes. Her toenails were painted a light pink colour. God, even those were sexy. She’d piled her hair up on top of her head and secured it with an oversized black clip.
    He folded up the newspaper and slid it to one side. “You sleep okay?”
    “I did at first, but then I woke up, couldn’t get back to sleep for a few hours and finally I dozed off and didn’t realise it was so late until I woke up about ten minutes ago. I take it I missed saying goodbye to your mom?”
    He nodded. “She’ll call when they get to Spain, so you can chat with her then if you want. Now, as I’ve been given strict orders to take care of your every whim and need, can I start by getting you some coffee?”
    “Sounds like just what I need.” Maggie perched on a stool. The robe parted, allowing Jon to see most of her thighs. She had a mole on the left one.
    She must have seen him peeking because she quickly held the two sides together and wouldn’t take her hands away from it.
    Jon poured her a mug of coffee. “So what can I get you to eat?” he asked.
    “Toast and cereal will be just fine.”
    Jon walked to the cupboard and opened the door. “Anything in particular you like?”
    “Cornflakes, if you have them?”
    “That we can do.” He took the box off the shelf, grabbed a bowl and spoon and put everything in front of Maggie. A flowery aroma surrounded him. She’d showered already, washed her hair perhaps because she smelled so good. Was she wearing perfume or a scented body lotion? He wanted to linger, but had some toast to make for his guest.
    He popped two slices of bread into the toaster and, while they browned, found some low-fat spread and jam. He arranged everything in front of Maggie.
    She glanced at the paper while eating her cornflakes. “I’m guessing it’s in Spanish.”
    He nodded. “You read or speak any Spanish?”
    “Just the essentials like hello, goodbye, please. I’m assuming you’re fluent in it.”
    “I was lucky enough to have learned it when I was young and from native speakers. That’s a big plus.”
    “And how about your mom? Is she as good as the natives now?” She spooned more cereal.
    “She’s always been pretty good at learning new things quickly.”
    The toast popped up with a metallic jingle, smelling fragrant and tasty. Jon plated it and handed it to Maggie. “I have to drive into town to the clinic and I’ll be there until three,” he said. “Are you going to be okay here on your own?”
    She swallowed her cereal. “Jon, please don’t think you have to rush back or alter your plans for me. My business makes my life very hectic so some peace and quiet, doing absolutely nothing and lounging around a swimming pool will be heaven on earth for me.”
    He smiled. “Okay, you do some lounging and when I get home how about I show you where the beach is