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KAYLA
My mouth dropped open at the sight of him standing there in the doorway.
“What are you doing standing there?” I asked, mortified and frozen in place for a few seconds.
He shook his head, his expression looking transfixed as they focused on my naked chest. Even more embarrassingly, I felt my nipples peak in response. His gaze was like a caress on my breast, and it was hard to focus as a result.
“I’m not sure I can answer that, darling,” he said. “To be honest, I’m having trouble remembering my own name at the moment.”
I didn’t know what to say to that. I knew I was supposed to be having some kind of outburst at the fact that he was standing there while I was half-naked, or at the very least move to cover myself, but I couldn’t. Instead, I sat frozen, staring at him as he looked at me. I was stuck, mesmerized as his expression morphed from surprise to a sort of pained desire, a tortured need so strong that it twisted his face into a mask of suffering. It was there in the line of his eyebrows and the set of his lip. His grip physically tightened on the door handle as if he was holding himself back from doing something terrible to me.
Or would it be so terrible?
Awareness skittered over my skin, goosebumps breaking out. I could feel wetness dampen my pussy, and a wanting ache spread. It had been a while, but I didn’t think desire had ever been this quick before—this sharp, this cutting. If he reached out and grabbed me at this moment, I didn't think I would do anything to stop him. I would help him, pulling him down on my body, urging him to go faster…
God, what was wrong with me?
Even more mindlessly, a separate urge arose as he continued to stare at me like that. For some reason, I wanted to preen under his regard like a pretty bird showing off my feathers. I had never had voyeuristic tendencies before in my life, but the way Monty watched me made me feel like the most beautiful woman alive—me, plain old Kayla Brown, who had once been called “pretty only under the best of circumstances” and was frequently viewed as the strange girl with harshly colored hair. As egotistic as it sounded, to know that I was the one who had inspired this emotion gave me a heady high unlike any other.
Hunter giggled, and the sound was what snapped both of us out of it. We immediately jumped into motion, trying to explain ourselves as I searched for a cover, and Monty began backing out of the room.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—”
“No, don’t apologize. It’s my fault—”
“I’m going to go—”
“Yeah, me too. I should go—”
As he looked back, the last part of his sentence trailed off, and his eyes lowered to my chest again. He hesitated, swallowing before his eyes came back up to meet mine, heat in their depths. My breath caught. Still, I brought my hand up to cover my chest then, and he shook his head.
“I have to go,” he said again.
I nodded in agreement. “Yes.”
Still, he stood there. It wasn’t until a few seconds later that he forced himself to turn around and walk out the door.
Only then did I feel the air flowing around me again as I took a much-needed breath.
The temperature in the room had risen several degrees in those few moments, to the point where I had to fan myself to calm down.
Stop being ridiculous, I thought to myself.You’re not a schoolgirl with a crush.
But I felt like one. I hadn’t felt this out of control and…well, horny in a long time.
I tried to put it out of my mind as I got dressed for the day, but it was hard to. All I had to do was remember him staring at me with hunger in his eyes, and the heat would rise within me again with a vengeance of a fire that was not completely quenched.
But I couldn’t afford to be scatterbrained today, considering I was trying to give a good impression, and due to Hunter’s fussiness this morning, I was already running late for work.
And speaking of my son…
He took that exact moment to let out a loud cry.
“Oh, come on, not again.”
I started rocking him once more, dropping kisses on his squalling face. “Please, my love, can you stop crying? Mommy needs to get to work.”
