AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Wait,” Holden butts in. “You learn stuff from romance books? What kind of...” His eyes widen as he looks between Mia and Leo. “Ahhh! Gross, bro! I don’t want—” He breaks off, pretending to gag.
A giggle pours out of me, and I tell Leo, “Let me give you some money for them.”
Leo waves a hand between us, then points to Holden. “Your boy took care of it.”
I face Holden and pinch his cheeks, giggling when he scrunches his nose. “I appreciate it,” I say, dropping my hands and kissing him quickly. “But you need to stop it with the gifts…”
“And stop seeing your face light up like this?” Holden shakes his head and reaches out to shift a strand of hair to behind my ear. “I’d rather put a dagger through my heart.”
“Aww!” Mia squeals. “I’ve never seen you like this!”
Holden shrugs, his eyes right on mine, even though his words are for her. “That’s because you’ve never seen me inlove.”
“But you love me!” Benny shouts, leaning forward to look past me and toward Holden.
I sit back as the table erupts in laughter. “I do,” Holden assures him. “But it’s a different kind of love with Jamie.”
“What kind of love?” Benny asks.
Eyes on mine again, Holden says, “The kind that’s immeasurable… and infinite… all at once.”
39
Holden
Here’s the difference between Jamie and me.
I hide my feelings, stew on them.
Jamie makes her feelings known.
But, if I want something, I’ll ask for it.
Jamie tests me. Teases me.Torturesme.
I sit in bed with my back against the wall, gripping a stupid fairy tale book to my lap to hide my raging hard-on. I feel like I’m fourteen, and my hormones are out of control, and my shorts hit the sensitive part of my dickjust right, and now the fucking thing won’t go away.
The problem?
I’m not fourteen…
And Jamie is naked.
When we got home from the night market, she went straight to the bathroom to shower—something she does every night.
That’s her way of testing me.
Occasionally, she’ll leave the door cracked open, and I can see her through the gap, naked and glistening wet.
That’s the teasing.
Tonight though… tonight she brought the torture.
Two minutes ago, she asked me to bring her a towel. I opened the door just enough to fit my arm through it, holding the towel out for her. She said—thesneaky little thing—“I don’t want to get the floor wet. Just bring it to me.”
So I did.
Naked Jamie in all her glorious glory of nakedness.
