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Unknown: Oh, and this is Emery
Me: Hello Daisy Girl.
Me: How sweet of you having my number memorized.
Daisy Girl: Do you want them back or not?
Me: I’d love another opportunity to see you again.
I stare out at the big field and think back to the first time I had met her. I had walked into the best and worst day of my life. Hallie had wanted me to meet her best friend.
The grill was dimly lit that day, but Emery’s innocent gaze was laced with dark undertones yet to be discovered. Without knowing this woman’s name, I was drawn in. Instantly, I knew it was going to be difficult to forget her face after her eyes pierced through mine. I shouldn’t have been feeling that way since I had a girlfriend. Our eyes remained locked as we tuned into the same wavelength. Like we had known each other in a past life.
I blinked for a moment, breaking the spell as a tall blonde walked back to the table and followed the auburn-haired girl’s gaze. The blonde, who I realized to be Hallie. Hallie smiled, waving me over to introduce said best friend.
A truck honks as it pulls up beside me, my friend Tyler giving me a questioning look. I give a thumbs up for him to continue on to Rhett’s. I can’t help the giddy feeling of her reaching out, watching the bubbles on the screen before they disappear.
Daisy Girl: My offer for one night still stands, but don’t hope for more.
Fuck, it’s tempting, but I need more. Once I taste her, watch her expression as I slide into her pussy for the first time, and how she looks coming undone for me… one time will never be enough.
Me: Swing by tomorrow morning if that works for you. Your other offer still isn’t enough for me.
Daisy Girl: see you then
I shouldn’t have expected any other answer from her, but a guy could hope. Getting Emery alone is when she’s most vulnerable with me. Each interaction is an opportunity to break down those walls. Even if we don’t end up together in the long run, at least I know I’m trying my bestthistime around. I put my truck into drive, and head down the long dirt road to Rhett’s. Thankfully, when I arrive, the goats have been moved into the new field. The conversation with the guys starts out with Emery and the bar incident, and though they stop when I tell them to shut it down, my thoughts for the rest of the night can’t switch from wondering what she’s doing right now and if I’m on her mind too.
Chapter9
Ian
With a fresh cupof coffee to awaken my brain, I sit at the table by the window, a blueprint for our next project in front of me. Looking it over, I know we need to sweeten the designer deal a bit more. Time is running out and this project is starting soon.
As I take another sip and slip through my paperwork, I hear a car pull up. I imagine it’s Emery, and as a knock hits my door, I know for sure.
“Emery, you don’t need to knock,” I call out, just as I open the door.
She stands with perfect poise, her soft, loose curls cascading effortlessly over her delicate shoulders. My eyes wander over her without shame, stopping at her breasts. A low-cut T-shirt should not hug a body that well.
Looking at me with sweats in hand, her little grin has me wondering if this outfit was deliberate to tempt me into giving in.
“I find letting myself into people’s homes this early in the morning to be rude.” Her sass is stronger than my black coffee, and I don’t mind it. I huff a laugh and step back, inviting her in.
“Well, let me reward your politeness with a cup of Earl Grey.” I reach for the sweats, neatly folded, when she hands them over. “Thanks for returning these.” She nods, following me inside as a yawn takes over.
“Could I actually have coffee?” She glances out the large window overlooking the lake.
“Rough night?” I ask, wondering if the night at the bar has fucked up her sleeping as much as it has mine.
“My auntreallyenjoyed her last night with her boyfriend.” Her eyebrows raise and a slight blush paints her cheeks. I fight with my hand to not reach over and rub her cheek with the backs of my fingers.I keep myself busy preparing her coffee.
“You could have crashed here.” I offer without any implication. “Or at your friends’.” I meet her at the window and hand over a mug.
“Thanks. But crash here?” There’s an annoyance to her tone as she keeps her gaze forward. “If I were to stay here at night, it would be for a night of exploring whatever this slight tension is between us.”
I swear, a switch flipped in her brain out of nowhere. She wasn’t happy to see me one day, her annoyance front and center of our few interactions as soon as she came home. And now, since the other night, she couldn’t be more up front about what she wants from me.
Emery turns her back to me as she looks out the window. When I see the smirk on her face, the one meant to taunt me, I know I can’t let her get away with this for too long.
