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I take a moment and walk around my home. I try to look at it from Kensie’s point of view. What is she going to see when she lays eyes on it the first time? Everything is handmade. What isn’t, are things I have bought and acquired from traveling all over the world. What it needs is a woman’s touch.
What I need is Kensie. In my bed, right fucking now.
Chapter 4
Kensie
Lanie drove up to school this morning and helped me, though she mostly directed me, being so pregnant. Then we drove back. My car sucks so bad. I need a new one, but I can’t bring myself to ask my parents to help me. I drove the damn thing, but with Lanie behind me in her truck, just in case. My parents have been busy grandparenting and I don’t blame them for wanting to do that. They just got home and are spending all their time with Kileen. I don’t want to ask them for money and to co-sign for me. I don’t need to worry about driving it long distance again for several months, so I am not going to worry about right now.
Now, I am at the Jorgenesen’s house for a huge family dinner. Dr. Jorgensen and Mrs. Enid sure know how to throw a dinner party. Tori watches me from across the room. He’s glowering at me and fuck if that doesn’t make me wet. Who the fuck does he think he is? Working his magic on me from across the room. I try to ignore him, but I can’t help it. My eyes are drawn to him like a fucking magnet every time he moves from conversation to conversation. Good thing this is a room full of family, because my jealousy meter would be going off mightily.
During cocktails, which is just a fancy way of saying everyone stands around Enid’s hodgepodge living room and talks while holding various beverages, Tori comes up behind me. I know it’s him because I will never forget the way he smells as long as I live.
“Let’s go,” he says grabbing my elbow and all but dragging me out of the room.
Did I just hear one his brother’s whistling at us? What is going on right now?
“Where are we going?” I ask turning my head slightly to look at him.
“We need to talk,” he says leading me out to the front yard.
“Talk? You want to talk now?” I ask jerking my elbow from his grasp.
“I’ve tried calling you several times a day over the last three months. You didn’t answer me, not even once. Did you not get the fucking memo when I claimed that cherry?”
“Ugh,” I shout. “You have got to be kidding me, Tori. You never once called me.” I know my voice has raised several octaves. I can see his entire family peeking out the front windows at us, but I can’t bring myself to care.
“I absolutely called what was mine,” I watch him as he pulls his phone out of his pocket and see that he has made roughly seven hundred calls to a number very similar to mine, but one digit off. I immediately relax.
“That’s not my number, Tori. It’s 651-835-5506, not 9. You transposed the numbers.” I watch him as he deflates a little and it kills me inside.
“Fuck. I am so dumb. This shit always happens to me,” he says more to himself than to me. I hate the look that crosses his face and I can’t help but reach my hand out and rub his forearm. God, I love how strong he is. Even this little touch sends jolts of electricity to my core.
“No worries. I am here now,” I say, hoping to reassure him. I get the feeling that transposing numbers is nothing new for him.
“Yes, you fucking are,” he leans in and kisses me. Fuck, I’ve missed his lips. I moan out loud, unable to contain it. “Let’s go,” he says picking me up and carrying me to his car.
I swear I can hear hooting and hollering from inside the house. I can’t help grinning.
When we get to his house, I am floored by just how big it is. It sits just off the access road to the highway that leads west to Moosehead. It’s secluded but doesn’t look like it belongs in scary movie.
“This is where you live?” I ask.
“For the last year or so. It’s a house, not a home though. Not yet,” he says looking at me. With no other words, we come together. Our lips meet, all teeth and tongues. We strip each other faster than I thought possible, soon he’s sliding his hard cock into me and it’s like coming home.
Over and over he pounds into me until I come. I feel his cock pulse and he groans my name above me. Eventually, we move to his bed, where he takes me several times throughout the night. Each time is filthier than the last. When I finally fall asleep, it feels like seconds later that I am bolting awake and running for the bathroom, still naked. I barely get in there, when Tori is right behind me, holding my hair back for me and rubbing my back while I unleash everything I ate.
