Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 158(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 158(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
He noticed on her search history that she loved watching skin care, makeup, along with some cooking videos as well. Also, she loved watching puppies and dogs.
He had the makeup kit for his gift for tomorrow. He went through the packages one by one, assessing them. Carver then sat at his desk and opened the drawer, finding the gold-foil wrapping paper, his favorite. He carefully wrapped her gift. Once that was done, he got to his feet, closed and locked his office, and proceeded to make his way toward the swimming pool.
Stepping inside, he moved close to the edge and found Morgan swimming from one end of the pool to the other. She looked up at him and then screamed.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” she asked. “You scared me. I didn’t know who you were. I was all alone when I got to this room. Have you been here the whole time?”
“What scared you?” he asked.
“I don’t know, the tall man in the corner of the room.”
Carver chuckled and stepped toward her. He took several steps and then sat down at the edge of the pool near her. He didn’t dangle his feet in the water. Morgan stayed by the edge of the pool.
“Do you want to come in for a swim?” she asked.
“Sure.”
He got to his feet, kicked off his shoes, and stripped out of his clothes so that he was in his boxer briefs.
Stepping into the water, he was close to her and so very tempted to touch her. He wanted to put his hands on her, to feel if her skin was as soft as he remembered.
She had been so sick, and he was never into abusing women, especially when they were passed out. He took care of her, and that meant he had no choice but to strip her naked to wash her. He didn’t take advantage of her. He cared for her. And vowed that no one was ever going to force her to do anything again. Her family had paid the price. Anyone else that attempted would pay the price as well.
Instead of touching her, he swam away and did a full lap around the pool. He did a couple more laps and then stopped, finding her finishing up a lap.
“It was okay for me to come here?” she asked, swimming toward him.
“Of course, what is mine is yours, and what is yours is now mine.”
“I’ve got nothing to give you,” she said.
He smiled. “There is always something to be given. Trust me.”
He didn’t look away from her eyes. They were so very blue, so innocent. Her family had come to him and told him she was a virgin. No other man had touched her.
Virgins were precious. He knew that to some, especially her family, they were nothing more than business tools to be negotiated. Carver didn’t take her because she was a virgin. He took her to protect her, which blew his fucking mind. He was not a nice person. He didn’t do the right thing, he always did what was necessary.
Morgan had changed that. He’d protected her and even now, he wanted to keep her safe. Although he knew she had to be kept away from him. She deserved someone better than a guy who could kill a man, cut off his head, and mail it to an enemy.
Carver didn’t care. He didn’t feel things like others did, and he had no intention of breaking that barrier either.
“Did you have a good day?” she asked.
“It was productive.” And with that, he climbed out of the pool, terminating the conversation.
Chapter Three
Another day, and this time a gift of makeup. Morgan loved the gold-foil wrapping, she also loved tearing into her presents. To her, it was one of her favorite things to do. It was so satisfying.
The makeup was a lot of fun to use as well. She performed her usual skin care and attempted to apply foundation. The makeup kit came with multiple brushes. She used several video tutorials online, but knew it was going to take a lot of practice. It wasn’t easy, although she did enjoy it.
Carver was at breakfast and didn’t speak to her today. He read his newspaper, eating random pieces of breakfast, and like the day before, he finished, got up, kissed the top of her head, and then he was gone.
She didn’t know if she was supposed to feel this way. She missed him. The house seemed so still without him. Although there were people inside, they rarely appeared. If she entered a room and someone was there, they left quickly. She did try to stop them a few times.
At first, it felt nice, having a whole house to herself, but then that changed and it grew old fast.
She was standing in the game room when a gentleman around Carver’s age entered. The moment he saw her, he began to turn away, and she panicked.