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But my dick wasn’t exactly listening. He wanted to knock on her door again and convince her to come to the dark side and play.
Instead, I turned and headed resolutely to my bedroom and closed my door behind me.
I needed to rub one out before I went to sleep.
Even though I’d showered in my trailer earlier, I headed for my bathroom. Along with the gate out front, this room was the reason I’d bought this house. I walked past the large, free-standing tub that would hold two people but never had, past the vanities on either side of it, and through the glass door into the wet room beyond.
I tapped the control panel and the six shower heads that lined the walls and two overhead rainfalls streamed warm—quickly becoming hot—water. After stripping and leaving a pile of clothes in the doorway, I stood in my favorite spot and let the water cascade over me.
And my hard dick.
A better man would’ve taken a cold shower and fought his baser urge. I might’ve played a boy scout in movies and in the media, but I definitely wasn’t one in real life.
Reaching over, I pumped a few squirts of conditioner into my palm, then closed my eyes, and gripped my dick in my palm. I kept picturing that look on Briar’s face right after I kissed her. All soft and vulnerable and wanting more. The way her body felt against me when I had my arms around her. Her tight, hard nipples pressing into me through her thin tank top.
I wished I’d felt them myself. Maybe flicked a thumb over her nipple as I watched her velvety mouth pucker with her groan.
I could hear that sound now.
Or maybe that was me.
My hand moved faster as I gripped my dick.
I could see Briar in all her flushed glory sprawled out in front of me. Her hair fanned out over my pillow and her milky thighs parted for me. Her fingernails digging into my back as I thrust—
“Gah!” I kept pumping my fist through my orgasm. Rope after rope of spunk shot out, painting the tile floor in front of me before swirling down the drain.
Finally spent, I rested an arm on the marble tile wall in front of me and sagged into it.
I stood there and just breathed for a few minutes. I’d come so hard I swear my vision blurred. Damn.
But after I took a few deep breaths and calmed down, doubts immediately crowded in.
What the hell was I thinking?
Briar was my employee. I was probably opening myself up to all kinds of liability for a sexual harassment lawsuit. Briar had been clearly into our kiss—enough so that she felt like she’d been the one to kiss me—but that still didn’t mean this was the best idea.
After the shitshow that’d been my life with Ariel, I had a few reservations about being with someone again. Briar couldn’t have been more different from my ex if she’d tried. Ariel had been selfish, attention seeking, and erratic. None of those words described Briar.
Although I had missed all the warning signs when I was first with Ariel.
I didn’t want to miss them again, and this had bad idea written all over it.
Did I even know what a healthy relationship looked like?
My parents weren’t the best example. They’d gotten divorced when I was still in elementary school. Dad was now on marriage number…four? And Mom… She’d been through two husbands before I cut her out of my life. She might’ve been on number three by now. We didn’t exactly talk anymore.
And Hollywood wasn’t the best playground for healthy relationships. I couldn’t think of a single actor ‘friend’ who had a successful relationship. They were all symbiotic—totally using each other—or fake, or straight-up toxic.
Shit. What the hell did I know about dating a regular girl? I hadn’t done that since college. And I had enough on my platewith my stupid work schedule besides narrowly fitting in time with my daughter.
This would be a mistake. At the very least, I’d eventually piss her off and lose the best nanny Zoe had ever had.
We had to pick option number one.
Chapter Thirteen
Briar
