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"Of course. Let me show you to the bathroom."
As we walk out, I gesture at the small table under the window. "There are a few candles there if you'd like some extra light. There are a lot of switches in this house, and I haven't bothered learning all the damn functions."
She gives me a shy smile, and a rush of emotion fills my chest. "Okay."
I lead her into the bathroom and show her where the towels are. "Here's the light," I say, flipping it on. "And the fan. Don't worry about the hot water. There's plenty, and I have the highest quality tankless water heater installed. If you'd like, we can have a late dinner."
"I'd like that a lot," Noelle says. "Thank you, Nathan. For everything. And I'm sorry about the other night. I was so upset when you left. I just want you to know that I think it's a shame you and your son aren't closer. He's lucky to have you. Not everyone does."
"I'd rather not talk about Danny."
She gives me a curious look but doesn't press the issue.
I walk toward the door. "Have a nice shower. You know where to find me when you're done."
I close the door behind me and exhale deeply. God, this is going to be hard. Seeing Noelle every day is a special kind of torture, especially knowing that she's so close and yet so far. After a few seconds, I hear the water turn on, and I'm almost instantly hard. She's naked, a single door away.
The thought is enough to make my cock throb. But it's not right. Not now. Maybe not ever. Noelle's the one thing I've been missing in life, and I can't bear to hurt her. I could corrupt her, taint her, ruin her. She's a fucking virgin, and I can't stop thinking about bending her over every surface in this damned house.
Breathing hard, I walk down the hall, trying to get my emotions under control. I head straight for the kitchen and start to cook. It's a good distraction, and I'm able to push my desires aside. Grilled cheese and tomato soup. I don't have time for much else.
Just as I finish, I hear the sound of a door opening. Noelle steps into the kitchen, her honey hair still wet and her skin pink and flushed. She's wearing a pair of black and white polka dot flannel pajama pants and a white t-shirt, and she looks good enough to eat.
"Something smells good," she says, inhaling deeply.
"Just grilled cheese and tomato soup," I tell her, setting down the spoon and moving the plates to the kitchen table.
"I can't believe you cooked for me."
"Of course I did. Did you have a good shower?"
Noelle flushes again. "Yeah. It was amazing. Thank you. For everything."
"My pleasure," I say, pulling out a chair for her. She sits, and I slide it in before sitting across from her.
She isn't wearing a bra. I pretend not to notice.
We dig in, and she makes little noises that make me think indecent things.
"Good?" I ask.
"Delicious." She's a few bites in, and her eyes are closed in pleasure. It reminds me of the way she looked when I made her come, and my cock gets so hard that I think it might burst through my pants.
I shift in my chair, trying to make it more comfortable. "I'm glad you like it. I know it's not a very fancy meal, but it's comfort food and the kind of thing that makes me think of holidays."
"Well, I love it," she says, smiling.
We both finish our meal and set down our utensils at the same time. She reaches out, grabs her glass, and takes a long drink. My eyes are glued to her throat as she swallows. I know now is the time she goes to bed to leave me alone, and I'll probably go back to my room and jerk off, but that isn't what I want. I want her to stay with me…in my room.
She's mine, but I can't push her too fast. Soon enough, she'll be next to me every night, but I'm swiftly discovering that I am not a patient man.
"Let me walk you to your room," I tell her before I blurt out exactly what's in my head.
She finishes the glass of water and sets it down. "Okay. Thanks again for dinner."
"Any time."
I stand up, and then she does too. The house is quiet, and the sound of the rain falling on the roof fills the air. As we walk down the hallway, my eyes are glued to her body. I'm tempted to stop, to kiss her, but I restrain myself.
