Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 35413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
He breathed her in, feeling her against him, which helped to calm him.
“I told you I was fun.”
“Babe, you’re fucking dangerous.”
Chapter Four
“How is baby making going?” Kim asked. She stood inside Elsa’s kitchen, stealing some grapes from the salad as her friend finished up some food.
“It’s going great, thank you for asking. Had any sex yourself?”
Kim swallowed the grape, and started to cough. Elsa slapped her on the back, helping her. “Thanks.”
“No problem. So, no sex then?”
“No.”
“Kurt would gladly get rid of that V-card for you.”
“I’m not looking to get rid of it. What has gotten into you?” Kim asked.
Elsa paused. “You’re right. I shouldn’t be asking about that stuff. You didn’t ask for my advice. I was just worried about you, and I’m trying to be cool and hip.”
“Do you think you’re really old?” Kim couldn’t help but laugh.
“I’m twenty-eight. I’m married, trying for kids. I love my life, and my friend is going through something. I don’t know. I want you to know that I’m here, and with Kurt, he can be a little overbearing, and scary.”
“I get it, I do,” Kim said. “Believe me, you don’t have to be cool and hip. Save that for when you have a bunch of kids.”
“Do you think twenty-eight is old?”
“No. I’m twenty-eight. Calling you old is like calling it myself.”
Elsa sighed, staring at her.
“What?” Kim asked.
“I just, don’t you want to know what it’s like? To be with someone? To share that kind of intimacy?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“What has taken you so long?”
Kim took another grape, looking around to make sure Kurt wasn’t around. “When you and Noah went there?”
“To sexland?”
“Sure, to sexland, did you enjoy it?”
Elsa wrinkled her nose. “At first it was quite painful. He made it good after that though. I trusted him, and he loved me. It was special.”
“Exactly. You trusted each other, so no matter what, it was special. I’ve never had that kind of trust with anyone, apart from you.” She shook her hand. “I don’t want to have sex with you.”
“I get it. You’ve not been comfortable enough to go to the next level.”
“It means something, and when I do it, I don’t want to wake up in the morning, wishing I’d not done it.”
Elsa nodded. “I can see that. When Noah and I went to sexland, in the morning I was sore, but I was happy.”
“This is way too much information for my liking.”
“Friend here, remember? Total loving friend.”
Kim rolled her eyes just as Noah and Kurt entered the kitchen. She stole another grape, watching the man who had turned her world upside down again. He’d come out of nowhere, and changed her life. It had been six days since his visit to Mr. Coal. Since then they had spent a lot of time together. They walked around the gardens, shared the pool, meals, watched television. He also came to her art studio, watching her.
She found herself watching him.
He didn’t seem to understand what he was doing to her with his presence. Kurt had changed. He wasn’t a bully anymore, or a guy trying to have sex. Kurt was a man with a heart. A man with so much depth that she found herself wanting to draw him.
Still, her art aside, she found him to be quite funny.
“That must be exciting,” Elsa said.
Kim looked at her friend with wide eyes. “What?”
“Kurt was just saying about the charity gala, several of your pieces are going to be on show.”
“Erm, yeah. I’ve even called my parents. They want to go. They understand it’s not strictly for my stuff.”
“The right person sees your stuff, and you’ll get to host your exhibit.”
Just thinking about her work on display filled her with nervous excitement.
“And you two? How is it going?” Noah asked.
“We’re both still alive. Kurt keeps running from my claws.”
They all laughed. Kurt moved behind her, gripping the back of her neck. Her nipples hardened, and her pussy grew slick at the way he held her. “I can handle her, can’t I, babe?”
“Sure thing, sugarplum.”
“They have secret names for one another,” Elsa said.
“It’s love,” Noah said.
Kim looked up into Kurt’s brown eyes. Her heart began to pound. Was it love? In their last year of high school, she didn’t want to be one of the girls that fell for the guy who’d hurt her. Now, she was falling, and it was hard to remember the guy who sneered at her. The names that spewed from his lips.
That guy was gone.
The boy had turned into a man.
Over dinner they drank some wine and chatted about high school. Noah talked about the new role he’d taken on the weekends, teaching kids at the local high school to play ball. All the time, Kim was aware of Kurt’s gaze as he stared at her across the table.
At the end of the night, she hugged Elsa tightly to her, with the promise she’d keep in touch. Climbing into Kurt’s car, Kim waved one final time.