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I watched her pick her way across the yard, even though the lights in the main house were off. If Mark so much as glanced at the security cameras, he would see her, so honestly, trying to sneak was useless.
I figured letting Honor feel like she was being subtle was worth it. Mostly so she’d feel like she could sneak back to my place anytime she wanted to. I really liked the idea of that.
Made it to my car in one piece. Heading home xx
Seeing those two x’s made me smile.
Get home safe. Keep an eye out for moose xxx
I figured I should one-up her with one more x.
Chapter Twelve
I sleptin on Saturday because I’d stayed up way too late thinking about kissing Honor. The woman was good at everything, but she definitely excelled at kissing. Like I would expect anything less.
Now that she’d promised me she wasn’t going after Mark, a flood of all kinds of thoughts had rushed through me like a tidal wave.
I didn’t think it was a stretch to say that Honor liked me, and I liked her. Neither of us wanted to like each other, but I guess life had other ideas. Her plan to seduce and marry Mark had been a bad one, so at least she’d abandoned it. Now the twins could work their mission to get their parents together again. I had more hope than ever that it was going to happen.
I lay in bed and smiled, wondering what Honor was doing. She probably woke up early and got lots done. Maybe an early yoga session. Honor definitely seemed like someone who did yoga.
Imagining her in all kinds of poses had me hot and bothered and throwing off my covers. My hand strayed under the waistband of my sleep shorts to find that I was already wet and just one stroke of my hand had my legs trembling.
Gently I circled my clit and then slid two fingers inside before going back to my clit. When it came to masturbation, I had a routine honed over years of practice. Having good visualization material was key, and Honor gave me plenty.
With just a few hard thrusts of my fingers and a little love for my clit, I came hard, my entire body overtaken by pleasure and release.
I opened my eyes as I came down and stared at the ceiling. My masturbation habit was very healthy, but I couldn’t remember coming that intensely in a while. Since it felt so good, I decided to go for round two before I had to get up and change out of my shorts and put on a fresh outfit. Not a bad way to start the day at all, and I floated into the kitchen in post-orgasm haze.
I made some pancakes with a quick fresh berry compote and some bacon with my morning coffee. Soon I’d be supervising Riley and Zoey’s sleepover, but I had the morning to myself, so I decided to hit the farmers’ market while I had time.
Joy was spending the day shopping at the mall an hour away with her mom and sisters, and Sydney had to cover at the pottery studio, so I was flying solo. I didn’t really feel like going alone, but Liam already had plans with Gwen, and I assumed the twins would get bored.
Want to come to the farmers’ market with me?
I sent the text to Honor before I could second-guess myself.
Meet you there in half an hour?she replied.
One of the things about Honor that was so attractive was her decisiveness. Maybe that was why I’d been so irritated when she’d kissed me so hesitantly last night.
DealI sent.
* * *
Normally I wouldn’t worryabout what I looked like when I went to the farmers’ market, but today I was meeting Honor and I wanted to spruce up a little bit. It shouldn’t matter, seeing as how she’d witnessed me in all my everyday casualness for months, but I felt like looking cute for her.
I did a quick but pretty braid with my hair and slid on my sunflower dress that made my boobs look really good and swirled when I moved. My aviators were scratched to hell and didn’t really go with my outfit, but they were my favorite, so I put them on and grabbed my tote bags anyway.
* * *
“Good timing,”I said as I got out of my car and saw Honor parked a few spots away from me in the grocery store lot.
Main Street was blocked off for the various sellers and artisans, so finding parking right now was rough. I’d had to go around several times and wait for someone to leave.
“Nice to see you,” she said, pulling out her own reusable bags.
“You ready?” I asked, going over to her. She wore a dress as well, but it was more loose-fitting than her work clothes and made of something soft and floaty.
