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I’ve been staring at the ceiling for hours. Sleep is not my friend, and it will be yet another long day of feeling like shit.

It’s early and I can hear Violet moving about across the hall.

Other than living at Violet’s house for a few weeks, I’ve never lived with a woman before, never had a woman live in my house, ever. And I never had a mom either.

I don’t let girls stay here for more than one night. It implies I want more and I never have.

Until Violet.

The infuriating woman who has moved into my home and has used my shower this morning has been singing through the house and has the radio blasting through the sound system. It took me a month to work out how to use the bloody thing, but nothing seems like too much effort for her. It’s weird having a woman around who makes the house smell and look homier. She even added scatter cushions to my couch, candles fucking everywhere, and fucking fresh flowers—four bunches in total downstairs. When did she have the time to buy all this shit?

Catching me off guard, Violet bursts through the spare bedroom door.

She scuttles fast across the floor to my bedside with her hands around her back. “Sorry, I'm in a rush. Your dad is taking me to work this morning. I need to go car shopping. Can you please help me with my zipper?”

She sucks all the air from lungs when she turns around, displaying the skin of her back, all bronzed and exposed. And begging to be touched.

I want to touch her.

A triangle of her black lace thong panties at the base of her spine allows me a peek of what’s beneath the low-zipped dress.

I place one foot on the floor, then the other, and rise to my full height and slowly slide the teeth of the zipper together.

She sweeps her long hair to the side, ensuring I don't snag her glossy locks.

My fingertips brush her soft skin, setting off a wave of goosebumps on the back of her neck as I reach the neckline of her dress.

On impulse, my body has a mind of its own. I bend down and kiss her nape on the spot she loves me licking.

The tip of my tongue taps her skin, and she lets out a little whimper as I taste her for the first time in what feels like forever. I let out a heavy exhale of relief.

She tilts her neck to the side, reaches up, and runs her fingertips across the back of my shaved neck, making my whole body come alive. “I have to go.” She moves away from me. Her soft body leaves a cold space between us and I’m hard. Rock solid hard.

Not acknowledging our moment, she turns around before she exits the bedroom. “Am I allowed to take Pom-pom to work with me sometimes?”

Her eyes dip to my cock and back up again.

She knows what she does to me.

It’s the first word I’ve said during this whole encounter. “Yes.”

“Great.” She smiles. “See you later.”

And just like that, poof, she’s gone again.

I need a shower to jerk off because my dick seems to have his intentions set now and it’s all about her.

Only her.

* * *

Violet

Arms spread wide, shoulders hunched, I clasp the vanity unit in the staff bathrooms.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I exhale a long breath. “Right, Violet. You’ve got this.”

I’m trying to keep it all together; however, it’s a bittersweet situation I find myself in now that I am here in Scotland.

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