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“I work every day. But today, I do have a game of golf scheduled with my brothers.”
“Golf?” I snort. I have never met anyone who plays golf, and it is not something that I ever thought Eddie would play. Football or basketball, maybe. But golf, no way.
“What’s that snort for?” he asks, smiling.
“Golf sounds so boring,” I admit. “I mean, I have never played it, but it is an old man's game, isn’t it?”
“I like to spend time with my brothers. We are all pretty close.”
“What do your brothers do?” I ask, and I see his body still. He hasn’t said much about his life. And while I have kept most of mine hidden as well, I feel like there is something he is not telling me.
“One is in construction, one is in law…” he says, acting like it is no big deal.
“Wow, a lawyer? He must be super smart,” I say, sipping my coffee. I have met a few lawyers in my time, all of them slimy, but I have a feeling Eddie’s brother would be the real deal.
“He is a smart-ass, is what he is.” He laughs, then promptly changes the subject. “You better get up so you aren’t late for work. Lunch is packed and on the kitchen counter, and Tony is waiting downstairs.” I look at the clock, seeing I have about thirty minutes to get ready and get out of here.
“Will you be here when I get back tonight?” I already sound needy, but I like having him around, and it’s not like he hasn’t been in this apartment without me before. I swallow as I wait for him to make an excuse. No man has ever hung around before, so I shouldn’t be surprised. But I hold my breath, waiting for his response.
“Sure, can I cook you dinner?” he asks, and my eyes widen in surprise for the third time this morning.What did he just say?
“You cook?” I know he mentioned expanding his repertoire the other night, but clearly, he already has a dish or two in his arsenal.
“Well,cookis maybe a little bit of a stretch, but I make a mean pasta. It’s nothing special, but I know you will be hungry and tired, so it will fill you up.” He shrugs like it is no big deal.
“Sure, sounds great!” I can barely contain my excitement. I already can’t wait to get back home.
There is something about Baltimore. Ever since I arrived, everything I ever wanted has turned up. I feel equal parts unsure and relieved. I am not into woo-woo stuff, but I feel like I have a fairy godmother and she is waving her wand. Aside from Steve’s arrival, everything has been magical. But I am trying to be thenew me,and thenew meis free and easy, with new friends and a man who makes me dinner.
“Come on, let's get in the shower,” he says, pulling at my legs, and I have just enough time to put down my coffee on the bedside table before he slides me along the mattress. I noticed last night he loves to throw me around a little. He is so big, and I am tiny in comparison. It was bound to happen, and I feel safe and content in his arms so I don’t mind one bit. He pulls me up onto him, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist.
“Mmmm… you feel good in my arms,” he murmurs, his lips connecting with mine. He tastes of coffee as my tongue tangles with his. His hand cups my bare ass as he walks me to the shower. I run my hands up his broad shoulders and secure them behind his head, my fingers finding the familiar hair at the nape of his neck.
“I like your hair,” I say as he holds me with one hand, while reaching in to turn the shower in with the other.
“I like you,” he says, kissing me again as the bathroom fills with steam. I love this shower. It is large, the water is hot, and there isn’t any mold or mildew. I couldn’t count the number of times I had to endure a cold shower in my lifetime. It was often. Now, instant warm showers are a luxury that I get to indulge in daily. I love it. He lowers me to my feet, and I step in, the water encasing me in a warm hug before he makes quick work of his jeans and steps in with me.
“How do you feel today?” he asks, and I look up at him as the water hits his shoulders, running down his amazing body.
“Good. A little sore, but good,” I say honestly, because I had more activity with him last night than I have ever had in one night. Now I feel muscles in my body that I have never felt before.
“Turn around,” he says, and I give him my back. He grabs the soap, lathering it up, and starts running his lathered hands over my body. His hands massage my shoulders and neck, any tension leaving immediately.
“Eddie,” I groan. This is yet another new experience for me. His hands feel like they are everywhere as they move down my back.
“God, every time you say my name, I get hard,” he growls in my ear, his lips kissing my neck from behind. I know he is telling the truth because I can feel him on my back.
“You are so good with your hands.” I lean my head back on his chest, and his hands move to my front, cupping and massaging my breasts.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he growls again as his hands lower down my belly, the warm water spraying above us, keeping us cocooned. I go to talk, but then his fingers hit my clit, and all I can do is moan.
“Eddie,” I moan, my teeth digging into my bottom lip, and I take a step wider, giving him access.
“Just lean back on me, baby. Let me take care of you.” So I do. I give him all my weight. My back arches slightly as he wraps one hand around my hips, pulling me to him tight while the other hand circles me below, my arousal so instant it is almost embarrassing.
“Oh God, don’t stop,” I pant out, my hands grabbing on to his shoulders. My fingers dig in so I don’t fall.
“Are you going to come for me, Katie?” I nearly come undone as his fingers work a little faster. My hands release from his shoulders, and I slap them on the glass in front of me.
