Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
No. Apologies first, fantasies after.
“I’m so sorry about before,” I said, my voice crackling. “I think—I think I just forgot that you were here for a minute, despite the fact that I was the one who invited you to stay. I’ve been alone for so long. I feel like such an idiot.”
“It’s not a big deal,” she said, coming up and sitting on one of the tall barstools in front of me. “I’m sure I’m not the first girl that you’ve seen naked. But I feel like I should’ve… warned you or something.”
“About what? That you were taking me up on my offer of a shower?” I shook my head. “Don’t apologize for that.”
We stayed there in silence for a minute, a little unsure of each other.
“That smells good,” she said, gesturing with her chin to the oven. “What is it?”
“It is—” The timer went off, and I turned around, pulling out the steaming casserole dish. “—ratatouille.”
She leaned over and raised an eyebrow at me.
“What?” I asked.
“Nothing. I just… didn’t peg you for a French chef,” she said.
“My nephew is obsessed with the movie. He and I would make it together.” My heart tightened at the thought of Patrick, Neil and Jackie’s son, and I turned away from her as I swallowed.
“That’s really sweet,” she said. I pulled out two plates and dished out the stew for us.
“Now that I’ve told you something, I think you should tell me something,” I said. Her fingers tightened around the fork at my tone. “You don’t have to tell me everything; just tell me why you’re here.”
She looked up at me. “I’m here because you asked me to stay.”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes. And I asked you to stay because you were clearly panicking at the idea of going home. So tell me why it was so unsafe for you to go home.”
She swallowed, and I saw her hand go even whiter. “I—I can’t.”
I huffed a breath. “I think you can. And more than that, I think you should. At the very least so that I know what I’m dealing with.”
“And what’s the other part?” she asked, her blue eyes sparking as she looked up at me. “Do you think I owe you an explanation or something?”
“Did I say anything about you owing me?” I asked, feeling my temper rise. “That’s not what this is about.”
“Of course it is,” she said.
“Whatever you say.” I held my hands up in surrender. “I’m not fighting about this bullshit.” I went to the door and grabbed Bucky’s leash. “I’m going for a walk. Do me a favor and stay put, okay? We can make a plan for you to get your stuff tomorrow. Eat whatever you want.”
I shut the door before she could say anything else and walked off into the forest.
By the time I got back to the cabin, I was way calmer than I had been, and I was even hopeful that she was still awake so I could go apologize to her yet again. But when I walked inside, I saw that the crack under her door was dark.
I’d never met a woman this impossible or frustrating, and it made every inch of my skin crawl with desire for her.
I shook my head. She was here for help, and she didn’t need me lusting after her. I would just go to the shower and get to bed, trying my best to tamp down the longing I hadn’t felt in so long.
Grabbing my towel once more, I went to the bathroom, making sure to stay as quiet as possible as I shut the door behind me and turned the water on. I stripped down and stepped under the hot water, allowing it to flood over my skin at the same second that the image from earlier, which I hadn’t been able to get out of my head all day, flooded my mind.
Immediately, my cock became as hard and needy as it had ever been, and I reached down, gently placing my hand around the throbbing shaft. I groaned a little bit as I took it into my hand and started dragging it up and down, allowing every detail of what I’d seen before to come to mind.
I thought of her beautiful, long hair and how it would smell when she was on top of me, her tresses falling over both of us to form a wall around us. I thought of her full, beautiful lips and the way they would feel as they played over my neck, my chest, the small scars that I’d gotten over the years. As the water sluiced down between my hand and my cock, I imagined how wet she would be for me when I backed her up to the shower wall, my sensitive head pressing up against her tight passage.