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Chapter One Hundred Four
Chet
Exactly thirty minutes after I’d left Arya standing in the hallway, there was a knock on my door. I opened I quickly, smiling at Arya, who was standing there in a long white nightgown and wet hair.
“Hey. Come in,” I said quietly as I opened the door wider. I stepped forward and gave her a quick kiss that made me hard in seconds.
“I’m not staying for long.”
I withheld a smile. I didn’t want her to think that I thought the situation was funny, because it wasn’t. I knew that.
“So what did you want to talk to me about, Chet?” She folded her arms and stared at me.
I raised an eyebrow at her. “Is there a reason why you’re so upset?”
“You just kissed me again.”
“And you seemed to enjoy it.”
“I, well, I…” She was flustered. “Anyone could’ve seen us,” she said finally.
“Yeah, and that would’ve been a big deal because…?”
“You know why that would’ve been a big deal. They would’ve asked what’s going on—”
“I have bigger issues.” I cut her off and held up the newspaper I’d found on my mattress.
“Look at this ad.” I pointed to the full-sized photo of myself under the caption, ‘Want to Marry a Cowboy?”
Her eyes widened. “What is that?”
“My mom took out a newspaper ad,” I growled. “To help me find a wife.”
“I thought you weren’t ready to get married.”
“I’m not.”
“So what are you going to do?”
“Well, about that,” I said softly, taking a step towards her, just wanting to feel her body heat close to mine. “I had an idea.”
“What do you mean you had an idea?”
“Exactly what it sounds like. I had an idea.”
“An idea about what, Chet Hamilton?” I could tell that she was getting angry at me.
“You’re not this upset just because I kissed you, are you?”
“No. Yes. I just don’t understand what’s going on. You…you perplex me.”
“I’ve heard that said many a time,” I said with a grin.
She snorted. “And why doesn’t that surprise me?”
“Come in. Relax. Have a seat.” I pointed towards the armchair in the corner of my room. She walked over slowly and sat down. I sat on the edge of my bed and looked at her.
My brain was ticking a million miles a minute and my heart was racing. I wasn’t sure if what I was about to suggest was smart, but I couldn’t stop myself. It had come to me when I’d stepped out of the shower and, well, I wasn’t sure it was the best idea I’ve ever had, but the more I thought about it, the more I thought it could work.
