Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
The water spits from her mouth all over the bench. “Do you want me to leave?” I shake my head. “No, Echo, no sex.” She looks around the room. “Maybe it’s best I sleep on the sofa then?”
“No,” I say stepping closer to her. “Don’t. I’ll behave. I need to feel you close, at least for tonight.” She nods then we both walk silently to my room. I start removing my clothes, I have to take a shower I’ve been in these same ones all day, and I need to be clean. Hospitals always make me feel dirty, which is funny considering they’re meant to be the cleanest places.
Tearing the rest of them off, I step into the shower. I don’t even bother shutting the door, I have no shame and she’s already seen everything I have to offer. So, no point in hiding. Just as I’m about to turn the water off, the tap starts running and I push the curtain back to see her standing at the sink brushing her teeth. I don’t think I ever once saw Selena brush hers, because in her words ‘it’s disgusting.’
“I like having you here.”
She nods, rinses out her mouth, as I wrap the towel around me and follow her back to the room. “It’s just for tonight.”
I bite my lip from saying something I know she might not want to hear, that I don’t want her to go, and I want her to stay. I’m afraid if I say those words she might run the other way, when tonight I need to keep her right where she is, which is climbing into my bed.
I pull on some briefs and hop in behind her. Storm’s on her cell flicking through as I wrap my hands around her waist and pull her to me. She comes over without a fight.
“I like your brother,” she says pulling me from the world where I was about to get lost and hopefully never leave.
I push her hair back from her face so I can see her better.
“That usually isn’t a positive thing for me.”
She giggles but I’m serious.
“I don’t like him in the way I like you, Echo. I like him as a person. I think you two just haven’t seen things right, maybe for some time now. All I’m saying is I like him and I hope he makes a speedy recovery, and when he does, maybe you can talk to him and sort out some of the issues.”
I go to kiss her cheek, then stop and just run my finger on her neck as I keep her to me.
“I’m not sure I can let you go,” I mumble while falling asleep.
“It’s not up to you,” she replies.
She’s gone when I wake. I can still smell Storm, but there’s no sign of her. Just as I sit up, she walks in holding two coffees with a smile that surely can’t be reserved for me.
“Why are you smiling?” I reach for her, she shakes her head offering me the coffee, which I take then drink some before I place it down next to me.
“Good news, your brother’s awake.” She sits on the bed in only a shirt and panties. If my cock wasn’t hard just from merely smelling her, it’s fucking rock hard now from looking at her. Hate to see what would happen if she touched me.
“You spoke to my parents?”
She nods. It surprises me how fast and well they get along. I can see it in her, though. The way she attracts people, it’s just the way she is. Her cell starts ringing and I see her friend Mel’s name pop up, so I reach for her phone answering it. Her eyes go wide like she can’t believe I just did that.
“Red’s number ten at your service.”
“Echo,” she says.
“Does Red have many more number tens out there I should be aware of?”
Mel laughs. “No, unfortunately not.”
“Oh, come on, Mel, you know you want us to work out. I can tell.”
“How about you come to the wedding, you can convince me there?” I look up at Storm who’s shaking her head. “I would love to. What do you need for a gift?”
“Nothing. Ask Storm for the details and tell her to ring me back when you aren’t around.” She’s straight to the point, so I laugh as she hangs up.
“She wants you to ring her back when I’m not around.”
“Sounds about right,” she mutters. I reach for her now, not being able to not touch her a second longer. She yelps when I pull her to me, her back hitting the bed as I lean over the top covering her body but not touching her. Her hands stay in-between us as I look down directly into her eyes. “Echo.”
“Storm,” I say eyeing her lips. Her lips aren’t your usual pink, they’re darker with hints of red and when they aren’t angry at me and pinched to a thin line, they’re full and blaze with color. Like right now. I can tell she’s resisting biting her bottom lip, in case I take it from her.