My Side
“Nothing cured my inability to control myself like Austen. Except suddenly, I was seeing so much more sexual tension than I ever had. I wasn’t sure if it was really there, or if I was so strung out, that I was putting it in the story.
“Reading again?”
I glanced up at him as he stalked into the room in body-hugging jeans and a tight tee shirt.
He sat with his legs wide, “Gerry said you’re coming tonight.”
I nodded, “Yup. Where am I going?”
He passed me a business card, stroking his fingers down mine as he passed it to me.
I laughed, mostly nervously. “You’re an idiot.”
He shrugged, “You want me.” I walked into the kitchen to get something cold. I was contemplating getting some ice to stick down my panties, when I felt him behind me. He stood too close when I opened the fridge. He bent his face into my nape, taking a long breath. “You smell like your run,” he muttered against my skin.
I couldn’t tell you what was in the fridge or if I was holding anything. I took a breath and closed my e...yes, “This constitutes hitting on me.”MoreLess
“Reading again?”
I glanced up at him as he stalked into the room in body-hugging jeans and a tight tee shirt.
He sat with his legs wide, “Gerry said you’re coming tonight.”
I nodded, “Yup. Where am I going?”
He passed me a business card, stroking his fingers down mine as he passed it to me.
I laughed, mostly nervously. “You’re an idiot.”
He shrugged, “You want me.” I walked into the kitchen to get something cold. I was contemplating getting some ice to stick down my panties, when I felt him behind me. He stood too close when I opened the fridge. He bent his face into my nape, taking a long breath. “You smell like your run,” he muttered against my skin.
I couldn’t tell you what was in the fridge or if I was holding anything. I took a breath and closed my e...yes, “This constitutes hitting on me.”MoreLess
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