Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
“Would you like something to drink?” she asked as she wandered toward the kitchen.
“Sure, baby. Let me just drop my stuff in the bedroom.”
She flashed a brief smile at me. “You can stay in Sage’s old room, it’s the first door on the right.” Then she disappeared into the kitchen.
I picked up my duffel and retraced my steps down the hallway but moved right on past the first room and entered the second. Even though she’d warned me that she wouldn’t easily fall into bed with me, I was amused that she thought I wouldn’t be sleeping with her when her safety was at risk. She’d figure it out when we were ready to go to bed.
I looked around the decent-sized bedroom and noted that it had her personality splashed all over it. The art on the walls and the pillows on her beige bedspread were all bright colors and patterns. A fuzzy blanket was tossed over the end of the bed, and I could picture her curled up with it wrapped around her.
The only thing that gave me pause was the size of her bed. It was only a double, and I mentally cringed thinking about trying to fit my tall, bulky frame into it. Then a smile played at the corners of my mouth as I thought, I’ll just have to wrap myself around my girl to conserve space.
I ambled back out to the living room and into the kitchen. Phoebe was drinking from a bottle of water, and I stopped for a moment to admire the elegant slope of her neck as she tilted her head back. When she finished and lowered the bottle, her eyes meant mine. She must've seen some of the heat in my gaze because her cheeks dusted with a hint of pink.
“What would you like to drink?” she queried as she turned to open the refrigerator, then looked back at me. “I have some beer left over from the last time my dad was here.”
“A beer would be great,” I told her with a soft smile as I took a few steps forward to lessen the gap between us.
Phoebe turned to look inside, rustled around for a moment, then she backed away and closed the door with a swish of her hips because both her hands were full. She gave me a dark brown longneck bottle and set the wine in her other hand on the counter. Then she turned around to open another cabinet where there was a stash of glasses.
I almost laughed when she filled her glass to the brim, except that I knew her anxiety stemmed from fear, and I didn't like her being afraid.
However, while this wasn’t what I would have chosen for the start of our relationship, I couldn't help but appreciate how fast the situation would get me into her bed. Which probably made me an asshole…but that wouldn’t stop me from using this to my advantage. Even if nothing sexual happened between us for a while, I wanted to sleep with my arms wrapped around her.
I took a pull from my beer and once again admired her gorgeous body as she gulped down her drink. “Slow down baby,” I urged her with a chuckle. She gave me a half smile and shrugged before taking a smaller sip. I cocked my head to the side and studied her for a moment, then asked, “Are you scared?”
Phoebe looked past my shoulder for a second before returning her gaze to my face and nibbling on her lip as she nodded. Then she sighed and admitted, “I feel much safer with you here.”
I hastily closed the distance between us to take her glass so I could set both of our drinks on the counter. She watched me, her big blue eyes a mixture of curiosity and heat as I placed one hand on her waist and cupped the back of her head with the other. “I’m glad you feel safe with me. I won't let anything happen to you.”
Phoebe leaned in and slipped her arms around my waist, resting her cheek against my chest.
She felt so damn good in my arms, all those soft curves pressed against me. A little voice in my head reminded me that I’d been very patient throughout the night and focused on her protection. I’d promised myself I could indulge once we were alone.
But was she ready for that?
I gently grasped the hair at the back of her head and drew it back, tilting her chin up so I could look directly into her beautiful face. We stared at each other in silence, both of us trying to figure out what came next. When Phoebe’s eyelids began to droop, I gave in to my need and bent my head, sealing my mouth over hers.
Electricity zinged from our lips to every nerve ending in my body, lighting me up like a fucking Christmas tree. When a tiny moan escaped her mouth, I felt as if all the blood in my brain drained straight to my cock. Shifting the hand I had at her waist down to cup one of her round ass cheeks, my fingers flexed instinctively as I brought her even closer. She let out a little gasp when she felt the proof of my arousal pressed against her stomach, and I took full advantage, plunging my tongue into her sweet mouth. She tasted amazing, and I was instantly addicted.