AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“No, it’s fine. Really. I had a nice time tonight. I’ll—uh, see you later?”
“Yes, I’ll be in touch, especially if there are more creepy crawlers in this house…or you know, wild animals.”
His smile widens. “Yeah, okay. You do that.”
He moves outside and then looks over his shoulder, looking far too delicious for his own good. What a shame that man isn’t interested in me. A very big shame.
“See ya.”
I waggle my fingers at him and let the door close, turning and leaning against it and sighing. My eyes swivel to the clock, and they widen when I see the time. Three a.m. He stayed far too late.
Is he really so nice that he stayed just so I could sleep? Ridiculous, is what that is. It’s making me feel things for this nice man. And I cannot do that. No feelings like that allowed.
“Heaven help me,” I pray and then push off to clean up the kitchen.
Which is a mistake because as soon as I enter, I see the cardboard pizza boxes ripped to shreds on the floor, the dogs nowhere to be found.
“You gremlins!” I hiss as I grab the broom.
This is the second time this has happened. The first was when I left my sandwich out to grab my phone and came back to nothing but a swatch of drool.
“They’re worse than those evil seagulls on the bay,” I say as I begin to sweep up the mess. “Y’all better not die on me! Moms will be pissed.”
I hear the clacking of their nails on the floor, and the three of them peek around the corner.
“I’m gonna do you all in,” I warn and then they trot up to me, licking at my arm in apology. And of course, I melt like the candle I am. I hate them, but I love them too.
“Fine, but no more. Your stomachs can’t handle cardboard, I’m sure of it.”
They just look up at me with dopey eyes and one drools in response. I sigh and realize I’ve done all I can.
It’s time for an actual bed, not a man lap. And tomorrow, I can do a solo shoot for the site.
Yes, that’s just what I’ll do. Just use some toys on my willing hole.
And if I think of Tomas while I do it, so be it.
It doesn’t have to mean anything. Just a little bit of daydreaming.
All perfectly innocent.
* * *
I don’t knowwhy I thought that I should bathe the dogs because this was a huge mistake. Wonton, Peanut, and Nibblet are running circles around me in the yard, and I can’t remember which one is which to shout at them.
“Get back over here, Peanut!” I yell, my body awash with bubbles. The big gray one has the hose in his mouth and is prancing around, getting me ridiculously wet in the process and wagging his tail, having the best time of his short life.
I’m now completely disheveled, and I’m sure my mascara is running. This means I’m going to have to put myself back together for my shoot later today.
Fuck, this is annoying.
The little dog yips at me, and I lean down and rub some of the shampoo into his fur. He barks at me and then nips at my arm before bounding off, only half washed, his tail wagging excitedly. They sure do like to wag. Apparently they like torturing humans. Have a real blast while doing it too.
Well, fuck me, I think as I stand there, drenched and bubbly. I could just float away right now and the dogs wouldn’t give a shit.
“You okay?” a voice calls out to my right. Pushing my wet hair back, I see Tomas approaching, his lips twitching, his hands tucked into his pockets. His dark hair is sexily disheveled and he has a bit of stubble lining his jaw. He looks far too good, while I look like I just washed ashore. I am not part of the Great Pacific Garbage Patch.
What a time to be alive.
