I fire up the computer and grab my phone to send a text that fills me with anxiety.
Me: We need to have a conversation. You free after work?
Shane: Yeah. What were ya thinkin’, gorgeous?
Shit, I swear when he calls me that I lose every brain cell in my body.
Me: Wanna have a beer at my place? I can’t guarantee a home-cooked dinner ’cause I’m not totally moved in yet, but we can order in.
Shane: Works for me. Just shoot me your address. I gotta clean up a few minutes after quitting time.
I send him my address so doesn’t have to follow me home. I don’t want to deal with people wondering why he’s coming over just yet. Gotta drop the fucking bomb on him first. But that’s tonight’s worry. Gotta whole workday to get through first.
The day flies past with me only having to run to the toilet twice. I can’t tell if that was morning sickness or the fact that I have to tell Shane in less than an hour. Fuck me.
Time to put my big girl pants on and do this. I’m an adult, damn it, and I’m going to be a mom before I know it. I better get used to having to be the grown-up in the room. This baby is going to have love like I did growing up. He or she is going to have so many uncles doting on them. Unless they all go away for killing its father. I really can’t do anything the easy way, can I?
I must be deep in thought, ’cause I jump in surprise when Ror and Juan both lean against my desk. I hadn’t heard them come into the room.
Ror tilts his head as he looks at me and takes my finger out of my hair. “What’s got you so deep in thought, Sis?”
Looking at him, I give him the same answer I’ve been giving Mads the last few days. “Just tired. Still unpacking all my stuff and getting things where I want them.”
Juan chimes in cause he’s always gotta say something. “Nah, that’s not it. You’re twirling your hair on your finger, and that’s a tell you’ve always had. Means something or someone is on your mind.” He’s such a nosey and observant fucker.
“Whatever. I was just thinking about what I needed to get done tonight. I’m still trying to decide if I want to paint or not.”
Ror, always the big brother, asks, “You need help? You know we’ll always help you with stuff, Sis.”
“Once I figure out what I want, I’ll let ya know. I definitely want your help.” I can tell that must satisfy their nosey asses ’cause they both tell me they’re headed home and say their goodbyes. I look at the time, shut off my computer, and get my stuff together to head home. It’s time to face the music.
Shane
I was walking down the hallway when I caught the conversation between Kierstie and her brothers. Why does it touch something inside of me to think that she was thinking about me?What the fuck?That’s not what this is. Right? Fuck me. Why was I slightly disappointed that she didn’t want to go to dinner? I must have a death wish. That’s the only way to explain this.
I finish putting all my tools away and get cleaned up. I look at the address that Kierstie sent to me, get on my bike, and head in that direction. The main thing I want to know is, does she actually want to talk or does she want to “talk” like we did last time? That was the hottest night of my life. She’s the sexiest woman I’ve been with and the only one I’ve ever felt the need to take control over. That she let me was just a whole fucking other level. I still can’t figure out why I’m okay with us actually talking or going straight to fucking. Yep, I’ve got a death wish for sure.
Her brothers are going to be creative in my death when they find out. Maybe she’ll say good things about me after my death.
I arrive at the address according to the GPS. I check the text to make sure I’m at the right place and pull up the driveway. I turn off my bike and hear the door open. I can see her standing in the doorway, waiting… at least it looks like she’s waiting for me. Fuck me, she’s like a temptress reeling me in, even in just a t-shirt and leggings.
Getting off my bike, I walk over to her with more purpose than I mean to. I do what I’ve been thinking of doing since I saw her standing in the office yesterday. I kiss her with every ounce of my desire that she’s brought up from the depths. She melts into my arms.
Conscious of the fact that we’re outside, I move us through the doorway and into her house. Color me shocked when after I kick the door closed, she turns us and pushes me up against it. She kisses me back with the same level of need, our tongues dancing with each other.
Kierstie
This was not my plan for the night, but what the fuck was I supposed to do when he came at me with those eyes, like he wanted to eat me as his next meal. I would gladly be this man’s next meal, the one after that too. When he kissed me, I felt consumed. Like he entered my soul and took me with him. When he kicked the door closed, I turned us and pushed him up against the door, taking a moment of control. He doesn’t let me stay in control for long. We kiss for a few more minutes, then he pushes away from the door and lifts me up, my legs going around his waist. He breaks the kiss long enough to ask, “Where’s the bedroom, gorgeous?”
“End of the hallway, last door.” I move to kiss his neck and up to his ear as he moves to the bedroom. This must turn him on more ’cause he does something he didn’t do last time. He growls like I’ve read about but never heard in real life. Holy shit, that growl makes me even wetter than I already am. He sets me down on the bed with a gentleness that wasn’t there last time.
“Remember what I said last time, gorgeous? You gonna listen like a good girl and do what I say?”
Fuck me.I start to nod but remember he needs words so I tell him, “Yes.” He stands back up and looks at me, still fully clothed.
“Fuck me, gorgeous. I could undress this present every day for a year and still not get tired of it.” He takes my leggings off. He looks at me and lifts an eyebrow.
“No panties? Think I’m a sure thing, baby?”
