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Life tip from Leda Andreadis to her daughters:
Always wear nice panties when you leave the house. You could get hit by a car and meet a nice doctor in the emergency room.
His palm massaged my ankles and up the back of my leg. He stared up at me as he stroked his fingers over my folds.
“Jack?” He stilled and waited for me. “What if I hadn’t ended things with Kevin?” I was curious.
“I’d have stolen you right out from under him. It wasn’t my first choice but no way was he latching himself to you, sucking the life out of you.”
“You’re honest even when I could take it badly.”
Leaning forward, he dragged his tongue through my cleft as he held my gaze. “I want you to see me. The bad as well as the good, Petra. I’m just a man. One who wants you with everything inside myself.”
He took me apart while I stood inches from my front door. We made it to the couch and he made me scream.
There was a break for reheated leftovers from my fridge and more glasses of bourbon than we should have consumed.
Then he attacked me again.
Hours later, we collapsed freshly showered and naked in my bed. Jack took cuddling to a whole new level.
The following morning, I opened my eyes and watched early sunlight flicker over Jack’s face. He was so pretty.
There was a slim chance he might be a lunatic but I was willing to roll the dice. Who among us hadn’t Facebook stalked random people, exes, family, or colleagues?
I was guilty of it myself in regards to Jack. After the first time Kevin mentioned him in obvious jealousy, I couldn’t help looking him up.
After our first night together, I learned everything I could find about him. Less extreme, admittedly. Guilty all the same.
Using the bathroom and brushing my teeth, I walked naked into my kitchen to start coffee. I felt terrific from head to toe. Jack was climbing from the bed when I carried two cups into my room.
“Two minutes,” he said groggily as he shuffled away to handle urgent business.
“There are new toothbrushes in the vanity drawer.”
“Thank god. The bourbon left fur on my tongue.”
I laughed and put the cups on the dresser so I could pull on my robe.
I was plaiting my hair into a braid when he wrapped his arms around me from behind.
“I love your hair. You’re a powerful woman, successful, and you have these hyper-feminine touches that slay me. Your long hair, delicate underthings, sky-high heels.”
“I’m a contradiction.”
“No, you’re everything you want to be. I respect that.”
“Are you? Everything you want to be?”
“Almost. One or two more things to check off my list.”
He stared at me in the mirror above my dresser and I knew he didn’t want me to ask so I didn’t.
Something in the back of my mind saidhusbandwas a description he wanted to add to who he was.
I turned in his arms. Stroking my hands up his chest, I smoothed them over his hair. “Hungry?”
He lifted me to sit on my dresser and stepped between my knees. “Let me take you out.”
