Cord laughed out loud. "You never know." He'd been eager to get away from his sister's wedding party. They were all so young and silly, giggling and hiccupping from imbibing their first champagne. Mary Ellen, the bride, was as nervous as a culled heifer. He wondered what came over women when they put on a white gown.
Now, here he was with a beautiful woman in an elevator. He'd always had good luck. The doors shut. He gave the lovely, mature woman a questioning look.
"Well, since I don't know my suite number--" The redhead grimaced slightly, intriguing Cord even more. "--I guess they'll find me in the Crow's Nest Lounge. Deck twelve." She batted her eyes playfully.
Grinning, he pressed twelve. She looked about forty years old, trim, nice arms, good butt. Great breasts. He felt a response in his groin area. She was toned and shaped. Either she worked, or she worked out.
"You work or work out?" he asked.
She seemed startled at his voice, but smiled and nodded. "Both, actually."
"What do you do?"
"I have a garden shop called Earthly Delights." She didn't stare at the deck numbers as they flashed by, or at the floor. She looked at him. Gave him a tickle in his stomach.
He crooked up one side of his mouth. Ladies had told him many times how sexy it was, and he wasn't embarrassed to use it to his advantage. "Great name."
"Thanks. I like it, too."
Red looked like she might enjoy a bit of flirting. He knew he would. "I'll bet it was your idea." She looked like an earthly delight.
"What makes you say that?"
Cord considered telling her his thought, and that he was deeply into earthly delights, but considered it a bit crass. And juvenile. This woman was a lady, from the tips of her hard nipples to her bright red toenails.
"Call it a hunch."
She studied him then leaned back against the mirrored wall, dropped her handbag and her tote. Hooking her hands over the bar across the back of the elevator pulled her shoulders back and her breasts out. Cord saw the soft mounds of flesh riding above the cups of her bra. The elevator bounced once--her breasts bounced three or four times.
His groin pointed out the obvious. The other occupant of the elevator was a beautiful, sexy woman.
"I think," she said softly, "that you're into ... earthly delights as much as I am."
His next thought was x-rated with innocent flirting the last thing on his mind.
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