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He kissed the corner of my mouth softly and worked his way down my jaw and then to my neck. “So tonight? My bed,” he ordered more than asked. He buried his face in the spot where my shoulder met my neck and breathed in deep.
My eyes fell closed as I leaned into him, beyond turned on. Wanting him more than anything tonight.
“Okay,” I breathed.
What would it hurt? I could do casual. It was just fun.
Me and Weston. Friends with benefits.
Emily had explicitly told me she would be at my place at 10:00 p.m. after her daughter was sound asleep for school in the morning.
It was now ten-thirty and I hadn’t heard from her. I had the distinct feeling she was standing me up. I didn’t think that had ever happened before in my entire fucking life.
And that kinda pissed me off. I mean, she hadn’t given me the chance to stand her up when she’d shown up at my house and practically demanded that I fuck her with that smart mouth of hers.
Just thinking about that day in the garage made me unbearably hard. Why I couldn’t get this woman out of my head, I didn’t know. But it didn’t matter anymore. I wanted her and I wasn’t waiting any longer.
I figured I’d been doing the considerate thing by showing up at her job instead of at her home. I didn’t want to scare the kid and besides that, I knew she wouldn’t be able to scream at me like a damn fool at her work. See, I had a little sense of self-preservation. Not much, but some.
I grabbed my cell phone from the charger and pulled up her number.
I already knew she was going to be pissed that I had her number, but I’d gotten it the same way I’d gotten her place of employment; from a good friend at the police department.
There was no shame in my game.
I found her number and opened a text thread
Me: Where are you? You were supposed to be here thirty minutes ago.
Slugger: Who the hell is this?
Me: How many men were you supposed to be meeting at 10 pm tonight?
Slugger: What can I say? I’m a busy woman. How’d you get this number?
Me: The same way I got your place of employment.
Slugger: ????
Me: It’s confidential.
Slugger: Wow, you really are a weirdo stalker.
Me: Wow, you really are a snoring lunatic.
Slugger: Hardy har har. I do not fucking snore.
That snoring shit really fired her up. I loved it. But I had bigger fish to fry.
Me: Why aren’t you in my bed right now?
I couldn’t stop thinking about her in my big king-sized bed. I wanted to take my time and learn every bit of her small body with my tongue before I took her over and over. Things had been too fast between us both times. If I was ever going to work this woman out of my system, I needed more time with her.
Slugger: My truck is on the fritz, unfortunately. I have to take it to get looked at tomorrow.
I debated on whether she was just trying to get out of coming over or if her truck was actually broken down. I decided she probably wouldn’t have lied about it. After all, she’d been the one who sought me out weeks ago. Before I could stop myself, I replied.
Me: I’ll come look at it in the morning.
