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“It emphasizes your gorgeous figure,” my sister corrects me. “And you’re going to knock rich, handsome Scrooge McJerk dead.”
We both jump at the loud knock at the door behind us. “Show time,” I whimper under my breath as my palms turn sweaty.
Skye opens the door and smiles at him. “Hi, Will.”
“Hi.” He smiles at my sister before handing me a bouquet of red roses. “You look beautiful, baby doll.”
“Thank you.” I reach for the flowers, appreciating the opportunity to leave the room for a minute. “I’ll run and put these in water before we go.”
My chance for a quick reprieve dies a quick death when my sister steps in. “I’ll do that for you.”
I turn away from Will and glare at my sister, the traitor. “Thank you,” I grit out. “Are you ready?”
“I was born ready,” he teases, and Skye laughs.
What happened to sisterly support? “I won’t be late.”
“You don’t have a curfew.” She’s going overboard throwing me under the bus.
“Payback is a bitch,” I mouth to her, and she rolls her eyes at me.
When he takes my hand in his, I almost stumble in my sky-high silver sandals, but Will pulls me close, stabilizing me. “Sorry. These heels hate uneven concrete.” The tiny spindles are nearly impossible to walk in, but I love the way they make my short legs look miles long. I attempt to put space between us, but he only tightens his hold.
“I could carry you to my house if you want,” he offers, and I stumble again. This time at his offer.
“That’s okay.” My voice sounds like a constipated squirrel. “Where are we going tonight?” That’s a safe conversation that doesn’t lead to me throwing myself at McJerk.
“I made you dinner at my house.”
Bad idea. Bad idea.Sirens go off in my mind as I stumble for the third time. He doesn’t even ask before lifting me against his hard body.
Chapter5
Will
Fuck.She was made for me. Her luscious curves melt against my chest, sending all the blood in my body racing straight to my cock, and I almost stumble.
This gorgeous little doll stole my goddamn heart the first time we met. Now, I need to worm my way under her prickly exterior and win her heart.
I step into my kitchen and set her on her feet. “Why don’t you take off your shoes and get comfortable while I finish dinner.”
“That sounds great.” When she bends over to unhook each sandal, her luscious tits almost pop out of the top of her neckline, and I have to look away to keep my cock from erupting in my pants. “God, that is so much better.” Her delicate moan fills the kitchen, and I have to close my eyes and count backward from fifty to maintain control. I want to hear her moaning my name while I eat her sweet little pussy.
“I’m glad,” I croak out and open the oven to check my roast. Anything to distract myself from the tasty little morsel standing a few feet away. I stick the meat thermometer in it and turn back to my girl. “Would you like something to drink?”
“Do you have white wine?”
“I do.” I walk over to her. “Come with me and I’ll let you pick out a bottle.” When I discovered my new house had a main floor wine cellar, I thought it was a waste of space, but now I’m glad I have a pretty good selection of wine.
“Holy cow.” She spins around when we walk into the chilly, darkened room. “How many bottles of wine do you have in here?”
“I lost count.” I take her soft hand in mine and lead her to the last row in the corner. “The white wines are over here.”
“Uh.” My girl bites her pouty bottom lip while she concentrates, and I almost self-combust. She reaches for a bottle and turns to me. “Is this one okay?”
“You can have anything you want.” Anything at all, including my heart.
“Thank you.” She’s so goddamn sweet. I’m tempted to eat her, up but I need to cool my jets and take things slow. I keep telling myself this is a marathon, not a sprint, but my ornery cock refuses to listen. The fucker is ready to tear through my pants.
