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I have enough going on during the day as it is, and when it comes to nighttime, I usually just fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

I undress and throw myself under the sheets, trying to let the luxurious satin bedspread soothe away the aches and pains of the day and leave my mind empty for sleep.

It doesn’t work.

All I can think about is her.

I should have asked for her number instead of just letting her go.

She’s beautiful and articulate and seems to care about the countryside.

She is perfect – in every way.

Well, of course, except that she’s a tourist and not a local. That means there’s a limited amount of time for me to make a move.

I can just let her go.

Once she’s on a flight home and I’ll have no way to contact her, it will be over. I have to let go of this obsession and move on, back to the estate being the one thing that fills my head, not some silly girl.

Even if she is gorgeous.

Damnit.

Women never affect me like this.

I toss and turn in bed, trying to make sense of it.

The color of her eyes. The way her hair lay over her temples. The curves of her body. The sound of her laughter and that sexy, shy smile.

Tomorrow, maybe, I can go and find her.

It will be easy. I just have to get up early, do a few things around the estate so they’re out of the way, and then I can head over to the hotel next door. Go and talk to reception and ask if they can call up to her room.

And if she isn’t in?

Okay, if I miss her somehow, I can leave a message.

She’ll probably sleep in due to the jet lag, right?

I’m sure of it.

I’ll probably find her in time. But if I don’t, I can leave a message with my number and wait for her to call me.

Only that leaves it up to her, and even though I have a feeling we are being drawn together, the age gap has me wondering if she will even call – or if she thinks it weird for a much older man to ask for her number like that.

It doesn’t matter.

The age gap.

Even if she thinks it does, it doesn’t – and I can make her see that, given enough time. I can.

I have to show her what I can be for her and how she can live.

Show her how I will worship her for the rest of her life.

I will take her.

I will find her in the morning and make her mine. There is no other option for me.

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