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“I’ll be here. All day.”
He winks at me before turning and walking out of the store. I’m left, completely blown away. Not knowing what to really think about what just happened. How I am supposed to feel...and who’s Arthur?
Chapter Twelve
Lily
Itrynottothink too much into everything that happened. That’s how I always get hurt or give up. At home, I go through the papers again for the adoption event. Tomorrow I need to rearrange the store so we can fit many crates and a couple fold-out tables. There are only a couple kittens that will be ready to go home that day, which makes me feel a little better because I’ll only have to make two bandanas tonight. I was thinking maybe a small care package also. With treats, a couple mice toys, some catnip and our business card.
Once I get the event all planned out in my head for the sixth time in the past week, I go to bed. But once my head hits the pillow, it is not dreamland that takes a hold of me. It’s the feeling of Ethan’s lips on mine. The way the heat from his hands spread from my cheek to my core. I want his hands to be in other places. I want to feel him hard against me.
I reach to my nightstand and slide the draw open and reach for the internet viral rose. Not everything that goes viral on the internet is good or worthy, but this? This thing goes above and beyond.
I pull my panties off and spread my legs then I hold the button down long enough for it to start vibrating. The sound alone makes my hips sway forward and my pussy clench. I click it a few times and stop when it gets to the setting that isn’t constant. It has some stop and go. I rub the rose over my hip, into the dip at the top of my thigh, teasing myself slightly. I picture Ethan in my mind with nothing but that damn stethoscope around his neck.
I move the center of the rose to my throbbing clit, letting it work its magic but not letting it be exactly where I need it. My body trembles as it cycles through the pattern of vibration and sucking. And when I can feel my body on the edge, I shift it slightly, putting my nub in the center of the rose, the suction sending me over. My legs clamp together as I ride my orgasm.
Once my body relaxes, I wash my flower, put it back into my nightstand, and fall asleep much faster than I would have.
The next morning when I grab my phone, I see a text and a missed call from an unknown number. There isn’t a voicemail, so I open the text.
Unknown: Hi Lily. I took a chance that the number on the packs of treats was your cell. That’s why I called first. I just wanted to make sure I didn’t freak you out yesterday when I kissed you. I meant all of it, I can’t get you off my mind. I look forward to spending some of Saturday with you.
The text is from Ethan, and it makes my whole-body tingle with delight. I text him back after adding him to my contacts.
Me: Good morning. You didn’t freak me out. Caught me off guard but that’s ok.
I see the three dots instantly that tells me he’s replying.
Ethan: Good morning. I’m glad I didn’t.
I smile, feeling giddy, but I have to ask.
Me: Oh, I was wondering though. You said you had to pick up Arthur? Who’s that?
The three dots pop-up but quickly go away. I wait a minute before I close the app and set my phone on the nightstand. I use the bathroom, my clit still a little sensitive from the suction power of my rose. When I get back, there’s a text from him.
Ethan: I wanted to tell you this in person, but Arthur is my son.
My head flies up, my eyes get wide, and I drop my phone onto the bed. A son? He has a son? Why hadn’t that crossed my mind when I was coming up with reasons it would never work? I look down at my phone. I have to say something back.
Me: Okay.
What else am I supposed to say?
Ethan: See ya tomorrow.
I toss my phone on the bed then flop face down, grab a pillow and scream into it.
There’s always something.
Chapter Thirteen
Ethan
AsrelievedasIam that she texted me back, telling me I didn’t freak her out, I’m not sure being caught off guard is any better. I internally kick myself. I went too fast. My brain told me, no. My heart told me to take the leap. The head that’s screaming behind my zipper right now is telling me we need her...we need her soon.
Get a hold of yourself. A kiss is one thing. We can’t just jump in bed. Even if all I can think about is grabbing her petite frame, tossing her onto my bed and exploring every inch of her body. I shake my head, trying to get the picture out.
