Page 20 of Behind The Lies


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After I dropped McKinley off at her car, I run to the store to pick up stuff for dinner. I’m not a great cook, but I can manage a few things. Tonight, I’m going to make eggplant parmigiana, and I’m hoping she likes that. I have no idea of her likes and dislikes. That is one thing I’d like to change tonight.

I get everything prepared for dinner before I get ready for tonight. Normally I don’t even think about what I’m wearing, but tonight I feel like a damn chick. I want to make sure I wear something that I think she’ll like. Who the hell am I? So, after I shower, I put on a pair of jeans and a black button-down, rolling up the sleeves just enough to make sure I’m not sweating.

Realizing McKinley will be here soon, I put the eggplant into the oven and chill a bottle of wine. I pull out my white tablecloth and grab the candles I have and go outside to set the table. It’s a beautiful night and I figured a romantic dinner on the deck would be perfect.

Since my divorce, I haven’t romanced a woman and I forgot just how much I like it. When Sarah and I first got married I always made sure to keep the romance alive. I lean on the railing looking out at the dark ocean letting my mind wander back in time. It brings a smile to my face for a split second and then the lies come crashing through, replacing any good memories I have left.

I shake my head and go inside to wait for McKinley. No reason to dwell on the shitty past, especially when I have a gorgeous woman coming over.

Just as I’m checking dinner the doorbell rings and like a pussy my stomach drops. I take a calming breath and go to answer the door. When I open it that breath is stolen from me. McKinley is standing there looking more beautiful than I have ever seen her. Her brown hair has curls in it, her makeup is just enough, and her dress, which is strapless, is clinging to her incredible body. “Wow, you look gorgeous.”

She smiles and walks in. “Thank you. You look great too,” she says, letting her eyes wander all over my body.

I lead her into the kitchen and offer her a glass of wine, which she happily accepts. I pour myself a glass as well and we go sit on the deck.

“Braden, this is beautiful.”

Good to know she likes to be impressed, that I can do.

“Well, the beach does most of it, I just lit a candle.”

She giggles and I want to forget dinner. I want to spend the night getting to know her body.

“How long have you lived here?” she asks, taking a sip of her wine.

“I’ve been here a year now. When I first got divorced, I stayed in my old house until it sold. Once it did, I put a down payment on this one. I couldn’t wait to move in,” I say, enjoying the cool breeze.

Smiling at me she says, “I can see why. I’ve never seen such a beautiful home.”

“I’m such an asshole. I didn’t even give you a tour.” I stand up and reach my hand out for her. “Come on, we have a little bit before dinner is ready.”

She places her hand in mine and I keep my hold on it while I show her the house. Everything is on the main floor. The living room, kitchen, dining room, half bath, and two spare bedrooms. That was a must for my girls.

Upstairs is the master bedroom. It is one of my favorite rooms in the house. The back wall is all windows, letting me enjoy the stunning views. It is all hardwood floors, as the whole house is, and my king-sized bed appears small in the large room. It is painted a light blue, similar to the sky on a bright day, and the bedding is all white. Perfect for a beach bedroom. The bathroom is also large, with both a shower and soaker tube.

We are standing in my bedroom and she lets go of my hand and spins in a circle.

“Holy shit. This is the most stunning room. I mean the rest of the house is gorgeous, but this room takes your breath away.” She walks over to the windows and stands in front of them. “This must be spectacular in the daylight.”

Moving over to her, I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss beneath her ear. “You’ll have to see for yourself,” I whisper in her ear and I hear her suck in a breath.

We stand there, me enjoying her in my arms, while we look outside. Even though it is completely dark, you know that the view that is there is fabulous.

“Let’s go check on dinner before it burns,” I say, letting go of her, but grabbing her hand. The need to feel her is overwhelming.

We make our way back to the kitchen and I check the eggplant, which thankfully hasn’t burned.

“What are we eating?”

I look over my shoulder and grin. “Eggplant, which I’m hoping you like.”

She laughs and moves closer to look at it. “Lucky for you I do.” Inhaling she lets out a moan. “It smells amazing.”

Listening to her moan is such a fucking turn-on. Even if she’s moaning about the food.

We enjoy dinner out on the deck, keeping the conversation light. Although, now that we have finished dinner, I figure it’s time to know more about each other.

“McKinley, I know you said your mom told you about Blake and all. But you’ve never said how you felt about the whole thing. I can’t imagine finding out at this point in life is easy to handle.”

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