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“Am I performing well?”
“Well, that remains to be seen after you didn’t agree to two dates in one day.”
He surges up onto his side and pins his body over mine, entwining our fingers as he presses my hands to the mattress and gazes down at me with fierce resolve. “My Sunday is blocked off for you. I’m starting the day with your pussy where I intend on staying for hours before you get your hour of reading. Then, we’ve got our first date. After that, I’m going to need more time fucking you, and then I’ll take you on our second date. I have ideas for where I’ll take you but feel free to give me your choice and I’ll make that happen.” He lowers his face to mine and kisses me so slowly and passionately that I forget what day it even is for a moment. “When I get you home from that date, I’m going to take you upstairs and fuck you in the ballroom, under the stars. And I’m going to take my time, so you need to prepare for that because when I’m finished with you on Sunday, you’re not going to be able to walk.”
With that, he leaves the bed and walks into his bathroom. He gives me no backward glance but he doesn’t need to in order to know how much he’s affected me with that promise. I’m a hot mess of need now. Why is it not Sunday already?
I take a shower, dress for the day, and then eat breakfast with Bradford. He asks me about my search for a job while we eat, and I tell him I’m not sure what I’m looking for. We’re in the middle of this conversation when the girls begin bombarding me with texts. I know it’s them simply by the fact the text notification sound keeps alerting me to another text.
My phone is in my purse and I have to rummage for it, pulling half the contents of my purse out onto the table while I do so.
“Jesus,” I mutter as the texts just keep coming. I give Bradford a stern look when I hear him chuckle. “I will hurt you.”
I open the group chat as he tries, and fails, to wipe the smile off his face.
Adeline: Jameson is taking up running marathons because I need a break from hiking.
Poppy: Said no girl ever.
Jenna: Are we talking four-thirty in the morning hikes? Because if so, I need a break from that kind of hiking too.
Charlize: I thought you banned hiking between 2 and 6 in the morning?
Jenna: I did, but do we think my husband pays any attention to that ban?
Lorelei: So, is this marathon running really happening, Addy, or is that wishful thinking?
Adeline: I signed him up for his first one and broke the news to him last night.
Poppy: And?
Adeline: And the next time you all see him, you should ask him how that goal is going. He does well with public goals.
Jessica: I’m reading that as: he hasn’t started training yet.
I meet Bradford’s gaze. “It seems I like to copy my sister.”
“How?”
“By finding a man who likes hiking at four thirty in the morning.”
“I like hiking at all hours, Kristen.”
I squeeze my legs together, liking that statement a little too much. “Well, it’s now banned between two and six a.m. And come to think of it, I recall you telling me you run every morning and hit the gym on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Where’s all that exercise this week?”
“I’ve found better ways of getting it in.”
My legs press together again. “Okay, stop it. You already got me bothered when you told me your plans for Sunday, and now you’re doing it again, and since you don’t have time to fuck me again before you go to work, you need to stop saying things like that.”
He checks the time on his phone and I know he’s mentally calculating whether he could fit more sex in.
Before he finishes all that math, I stand and begin gathering my belongings back into my purse. Bradford looks up from his phone as I reach for the poetry book on the table. When he sees what’s in my hands, he stops me and takes hold of the book.
“This is the book I gave you,” he says as he flips through it, paying particular attention to the pages I’ve tabbed and some of the passages I’ve highlighted and annotated.
He’s reading my innermost thoughts and I don’t stop him, not even when he looks up and asks me if I want him to stop. He’s the first person I’ve ever shared any of my annotated books with. Not even Jenna knows I annotate books.
I want Bradford to know me in this way and I adore that he’s interested. That he’s not belittling me.
