Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 121992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
My amateur design work didn’t take all that long, and when I finished, all I could think to say was, “Don’t kill me.”
Her cheeks reddened. “What did you do?”
“Go look.”
Billie got up, walked over to the mirror, and her mouth dropped. “You did not just turn my boob into Snoopy!”
I’d painted her nipple black to form Snoopy’s nose along with two black slits above it for his eyes. Along the sides I painted black ears. It wasn’t a masterpiece, but I felt like I’d pulled it off.
“It was the only thing I could think of.”
She started to crack up. Her boobs shook in the mirror, and it looked like Snoopy was cracking up, too. “Colby Lennon, you are insane. But I love it.”
“Yeah?”
She walked over and wrapped her arms around my neck. Our eyes locked, and this time it was me who couldn’t help making the first move. I leaned in and took her lips with mine, feeling the entire day of pent-up frustration come barreling out as I exhaled into her mouth. Our tongues collided, and it was every bit as amazing as the first time. I couldn’t wait to get inside of this woman, even if it took me forever to get there.
She pulled back, panting. This was the moment she normally stopped things, before they went too far. And that was probably a good thing, because any longer and I would’ve leaned down to take Snoopy’s nose into my mouth.
“I’d better get going,” she said.
Right on cue. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah. I think today was fun overload, and we need to pace ourselves.”
“Okay, sweetheart. Whatever you want.” I took out my phone and called her a car.
“I don’t want to get paint on my corset. Is it okay if I borrow this hoodie?”
“Of course. Keep the damn thing if you want. Better yet, bring it back the next time you let me paint you.”
“I’m afraid of what you’d paint next.”
“I already have a great idea for the yellow paint.”
“Let me guess. Woodstock?”
“Not telling.” I winked. “I don’t want to ruin it.”
“Say goodbye to Snoopy,” she said as she zipped up my hoodie, covering her breasts.
“Damn. I’m gonna miss him.”
We both laughed as we left my room and walked to the door. I looped my arm around her waist and brought her into me one last time, savoring every second of her delicious mouth on mine.
“I love the way you taste.”
She moaned over my mouth before stepping back. “The car’s waiting. I’d better go.”
As I watched her walk down the hall, I called, “Hey, I got a story idea for the next time you read to Saylor.”
“What is it?”
“Snoopy and the Chippendale.”
She shook her head and kept on walking.
CHAPTER 15
Billie
“What the hell are you doing?”
My brows pulled together when Deek interrupted my thoughts. “I’m sitting in a chair. What does it look like I’m doing?”
“You’re smiling weird.”
“I am?”
Deek was working on one of our regulars. He turned off his machine and swiveled the chair so the customer faced me. “I’m all done, Remy. But does she look funny to you?”
Remy squinted. “I don’t think so. What am I looking for?”
Deek rubbed the scruff on his jaw. “I don’t know. But something is off.” He swiveled the chair back to its normal position and lifted a handheld mirror, offering it to Remy so he could see his back. “Take a look. Let me know what you think.”
Remy spent a few minutes checking out his new tattoo from all different angles and then shook Deek’s hand. “Superb as usual, man.”
“Thanks. Give me a call when you figure out what you want next. It was good to see you.”
After Deek walked Remy up to the front and closed out the sale, it was just the two of us. I had started sketching a Medusa head for a first-time customer coming in next week. Deek looked over my shoulder before leaning one hip against the counter at my workstation.
“Did you watch a scary movie before coming in today?”
I shook my head. “No, why?”
“Pet a litter of puppies?”
I chuckled. “No.”
“How about insult your mother, and she had no comeback?”
I set down my drawing pencil. “What are you getting at?”
“Four things make you smile like that.” He lifted his fingers and counted off. “One, puppies. Two, winning a fight with your mother. Three, movies that scare the crap out of you, and four, getting laid.”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, none of those have happened.”
“No? So nothing happened with Colby then?”
I shrugged. “Well, maybe a little something happened. But we didn’t have sex.”
Deek shook his head. “So you’re telling me you’re smiling because of feelings? I’m going to have to have a chat with this dude.”
“What are you talking about? You’re the one who’s been pushing me to give him a chance.”
“I know. But I didn’t realize you were going to fall for him so quick. I need to make sure his intentions are good.”