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Not with the way she’s sitting there, like an angel sent straight from heaven. Her blond hair is glowing, shining so elegantly opposite me in the kitchen. She has an aura circling her gorgeous pale skin which looks as soft and delicate as the butter on the counter behind me.
Her soft, pink lips hug the rim of the mug and fuck me, even her fingers are pretty. What I would give to see them wrapped around my cock, stroking long and-
“Do you mind if I have a shower?” Vanessa says, her words cutting every dirty thought I’m thinking agonizingly short. “I look like trash, and I can feel the soda that kid sprayed across the seat sticking on my skin.”
You look pretty fucking good to me.
“Damn rascal,” I grin, placing my coffee down. “Come on, I’ll show you the spare room.”
I manage to grip my hardening cock by shoving my hands in my pockets and pulling it to the side as we walk. Vanessa is gazing around the apartment, taking in the new L-shaped sofa and giant flatscreen on the wall.
“Wowza,” she puffs. “I think that’s the biggest TV I’ve ever seen.”
“She’s a beauty,” I grin. “Feel free to watch anything you want.”
“Are you sure it shows things other than hockey?” She gives me a look that I’ve already seen before.
“You don’t watch your brother’s games?”
She shakes her head. “Not anymore.”
She looks away with a crooked brow. I feel like there is a lot beneath the surface of this woman. I picked up the pain and heartbreak instantly, but I get the feeling there’s more to it than that.
“Oh, well… We’ve got all the streaming channels. Netflix… Prime… I’m sure you know them all.”
She nods and she turns her head away from me again. Just as I feel like she might begin to open up to me, something in the way she diverts the attention has me aching to get to know her more. I know her defensive walls came up the second she saw me. I get it. She’s just broken up with her boyfriend, so she’s not about to start telling the next guy she sees her life story.
But why is she hiding everything else from me? She hasn’t told me about her career. She has barely mentioned her life back in California.
“Your apartment is really nice.” Vanessa drifts across to the window overlooking the city. The sun is high in the sky and it’s nice to see the orange glow belting down across the busy streets below for a change. “What a view.”
I stand back and study a view of my own. Her flowing hair shines as she looks around, bending and twisting before my eyes. The sweet curve of her plump ass makes me hold a low grunt back in the base of my throat. The short skirt rises as she bends to reveal further up her legs as she follows a man running on the street below.
I run a hand over my face, the heat of my body making me sweat.
She laughs at the man evading the police down below, the joyous sound filling the apartment completely. I want more of that. More laughter, more giggling.
She’s busy observing the hustle and bustle of downtown Vancouver. All I’m thinking about is how badly I want to lift that skirt all the way up and shove my face between those smooth cheeks. I want to taste every inch of her body.
She turns and looks at me and I manage to disguise the fact I’ve just been gaping at her ass. I don’t think she noticed. She’s just beaming an expression with the brightest smile that I’ve seen all day.
“And I thought the crime in LA was bad…”
“Yeah, you see a lot of things from up here,” I grunt. Fuck, I hope she can’t read minds because if she can, I’m in real trouble. “Let’s get that shower for you, shall we?”
I release a nervous chuckle and turn. Now all I can think about is the fact that she’s going to be naked in my apartment. And wet.
Dammit, Bailey. Get home. Quick.
I don’t look back.
I grab a fresh towel and point in the direction of her bedroom. “I’ll move your suitcase in there while you’re in the shower.” She gives me a look as I hand her the towel. “Oh, don’t worry, I won’t go through your stuff.”
“No… Because that would be weird.”
“Right. Weird.”
Our eyes meet and I can’t stop my hands shaking. I’m so freaking nervous. Why am I so nervous? I like this girl and already I can feel a connection forming. Even behind the hurt and pain of her recent break-up, I know she’s interested… Isn’t she?
