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There’s a muffled response, but I can’t make out her words.

“I can’t hear you.” Maybe she doesn’t want to see me. I mean, who could blame her? She’s just caught me in such an intimate position. I feel like I need to make this better for her. “Would it help if I stood so you can’t see me? Will you open the door then?”

The lock clicks and I watch, holding my breath, as the doorknob turns. I step back, intent on giving her space. Her cheeks are flushed, and her blue gaze is still wide. A look of uncertainty having replaced the surprise.

Christ. She’s scared of me.My stomach drops and a wave of nausea crashes through me. Everything I’ve tried to do to protect her and my friendship with Jack has gone down the toilet because I couldn’t keep my dick down.

A desperation fills my voice as I say, “I’m so sor—”

Savannah holds her hand up, halting my words. I’ll get on my knees and beg for her forgiveness if I need to.

She clears her throat, lifting her chin as she maintains eye contact with me. “I said… What if I want it to happen again?”

My brows reach for my hairline and it’s like the wind has been knocked out of me. I’ve got to be dreaming, because there is no way she just asked that.

“Van?” I question.

Confidence in her proposal has her spine straightening. “No, hear me out. Nobody has to know and we can help each other out. You clearly have needs and, well, so do I.”

Just the thought of her with anybody else has spots filling my vision as my chest burns. But I made a promise to Jack and I can’t break it.

I can’t hide the regret in my tone when I reply, “You shouldn’t have seen what you did, and I can only apologize for that. It was a moment of weakness on my part that won’t happen again. Butwecan’t happen.”

Scrubbing my hand through my hair, I assess Savannah’s reaction. Or rather, her lack of one. Instead, she blinks up at me, tipping her head to the side as she pulls her bottom lip through her teeth. She’s too… serene. Like it’s the most normal interaction she’s ever had. As if she makes proposals like this on a regular basis. Maybe she does.

Nope. Not going there.

With a shrug, she simply says, “Okay.”

I can feel the groove taking up residence on my forehead. I’m missing something. Like this decision is going to bite me in the ass.

We stand in awkward silence, neither of us walking away or saying a word until I can’t take it anymore. “Did you need to speak to me?”

She had to have come to my room for a reason. I don’t think I was being that loud. Certainly not loud enough for her to hear me from the other side of the apartment.

“Oh.” Her mouth forms a perfect O and I imagine what it would look like wrapped around my cock before she brings me back to the moment. “Yes. Ben wanted to know if you wanted to come out tomorrow night. I said I’d check, but that you’d probably be workin’.”

I’m distracted by whatever the hell has just happened when I reply, “I’ll let you know.”

The fact is, she’s got my mind so jumbled without even trying that I couldn’t tell you what my schedule looks like tomorrow. Which never happens.

She’s all mischievous southern charm, when she steps back into her room, closing the door behind her with a sweet as pie ‘goodnight’.

I wander back to my room, consumed with guilt but also confusion. Despite the fact that her heaving chest and panting breaths fill my mind whenever I close my eyes, I refuse to give into temptation and claim her. A hot shower does little to ease my mind.

TWENTY-EIGHT

Savannah

Oh my.

I didn’t mean to watch him. But when I saw his hand wrapped around his hardness, I couldn’t help but keep quiet and imagine it was my hand wrapped around him.Jeez, he’s huge.

I’ve fantasized for so long about what he’d look like, how big he’d be.

If he’d break me.

There’s no other way to look at it. I’ve become a sexual deviant and I wouldn’t be surprised if Noah told Jack that I was peeking on him in his most vulnerable state.

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