It had been about a week since in run in with Elle, and he hadn't heard from her. Not that he expected to or anything. Not that he was disappointed or anything. He knew it was supposed to be a one night stand, but that last part, when they had lied in bed, kissing and talking before she finally left, it had felt different. He couldn't explain how,
(
Read more... )
Comments 90
That's what Daddy had said. That she needed to think about what she'd done. About hurting that bitchy secretary over something dumb, running away and not calling or coming back until late at night. Like she was some stupid teenager. And she wasn't. Not anymore. Not since months ago ( ... )
Reply
Reply
But it was hard to get a snide remark out once he'd looked up for some stupid reason, the shock of him standing in front of her, hesitating like the dork he was before taking her hips in his large hands. She stumbled the few steps he pulling her in, her breath a little shallow. Now that he was real and solid and in front of her, she realized how much she'd wanted this for days.
"Nothing," she replied, her voice a little weak as she stared at his chest, lifted her palms to flatten against it. She managed a smirk as her gaze continued up to his; tried to keep her expression devoid of the awkward nervousness she felt. "In the neighborhood. Thought I'd stop by."
Reply
He almost let the words "I've missed you" slip out of his mouth but then he thought better of it. She might tease or make fun of him for it, and really, he just didn't want to deal with that right at this moment.
Reply
Leave a comment