Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Yes, I was attracted to this man, and that terrified me. I didn’t know if I wanted to be attracted to anyone, least of all someone I had lied to.
Peter could never know my last name. This was fleeting, and I found that a shame. I did like him.
Once the mushrooms were cooked, he put them into a bowl, and then he started to work his magic on some bell peppers. It was all smelling incredible. While I’d been lost in thought, he’d set up a grill plate, and it was already getting hot. With the bell peppers cooking, he added the chicken to the grill. The sizzle and smells were making my mouth water. This was next to impossible to control, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he was doing this on purpose—driving me crazy, making me want the food so badly.
It all smelled good.
He turned the chicken and it was so thin, that it was nearly cooked, but it had such pretty grill marks. The mushrooms were added back into the peppers, and I watched as he portioned the veggies into four rectangles. It all became clear as he added a good amount of cheese to each pile, and then he opened up some rolls.
Peter took the chicken, sliced it, added it to the roll, then topped it off with the mushroom, bell pepper, and cheese concoction. He did this three more times, and then he was finished.
“Ready to eat.”
I was starving. All I could do was nod my head.
He winked at me, and even that set my heart fluttering inside my chest. I followed him to his dining room table and sat down.
We had two sandwiches each, I was in heaven with that one bite. It was hot, and I had to remember to blow across the food, but it was so good. Even as my mouth was burning, it was watering for more.
“It good?” he asked.
“Yeah, so good.” I took another large bite, and wow, my taste buds were tingling for all the right reasons. It was so good. In only a few bites, the first roll was gone, and I was already getting started on the second.
Halfway through, I realized Peter was watching me, and then I couldn’t help but wonder if I had looked like a pig with all the shoveling of food.
“I’m sorry,” I said, feeling my cheeks heat with embarrassment.
“Don’t be embarrassed. It’s good to see you eat.”
I highly doubted that.
Once I had finished the food, I licked my lips and tried not to glance around his home. It was a nice place and I certainly could see a family loving this home. I knew it was a place I would have loved as well.
It’s the kind of place I imagined having—a driveway, a garden, a family room, a lovely kitchen. It was the family home of my many dreams. Most of which were never going to be a reality.
Forcing a smile to my lips, I tucked some of my hair behind my ear. I was about to ask him to take me home, but Peter started to talk.
“Would you like to stay the night?”
Okay, not talk, but straight up asked me to stay the night.
“Ugh, you mean … ugh…” I didn’t know if I could say it. “Do you mean stay the night as in … sex?” That very word shouldn’t make me embarrassed.
Peter had this sexy smile on his lips and I had noticed it plenty of times. Okay, not the smile—he rarely did that—but he did have sexy lips. Maybe I was starting to lose my mind. That was what made sense to me. I had to be losing something.
“Sex sounds like a lot of fun, but I’m guessing you’re not ready for that.”
“I’m a virgin,” I said, blurting out that little home truth quicker than I expected to. I had no intention of telling anyone. Least of all Peter. Crap!
I pushed my chair out and I could feel my cheeks getting hotter with every passing second. This was insane. Why did I blurt out that nonsense? He didn’t need to know I was a virgin, but the whole mention of sex and my mind was blown.
“You’re a what?” Peter asked.
“I’m sorry. Can we rewind and forget this conversation, and maybe just go back to saying, hey, that food was really great, but I think it’s time I walk home?” I don’t think, I act, and start to walk toward the door.
I should have known there was not going to be an easy escape for me. I wasn’t so lucky.
Peter spun me around and I expected him to bombard me with multiple questions. Instead, he slammed those sexy lips right on top of mine. The panic didn’t leave, not immediately. It was still very much there, threatening to bubble up inside me and take complete control.