Page 7 of My Brother's Best Man

“Is that what I am?” I chuckle again. “A silver fox?”

She shrugs, causing her breasts to move in the summer dress. She’s not showing much cleavage, but there’s a little, an enticing preview.

“I don’t know,” she mutters. “I…. Have you seen the rest of the garden?”

“The rest of the garden?” I ask.

She nods. “There’s a side passage. It leads to a pond. It’s quite pretty.”

My body stirs. My mind spins over and over.

She wants to go someplace private.

Stepping even closer, I say, “Show me.”