Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
The scent of Ward lingered in the air. She felt like a giddy schoolgirl. Her body was on fire.
She had no idea how they were going to do this, and she didn’t for a second believe it was going to work, but she couldn’t help feeling a little excited at what could happen.
The only thing she didn’t like about her plan was keeping it secret. At the same time, the townspeople were such gossips, they would all want to know what was going on. If this ended in disaster, she didn’t want the town taking pity on either of them.
“This is insane,” she said, then made her way to bed.
Sleep would make everything okay.
Chapter Five
Three Weeks Later
“So is there anything you want to tell me about what’s going on?” Christopher asked as Ward finished dealing with his latest client.
Money was paid, tattoo already finished, he’d gone through the necessary care instructions, and he had one very happy customer.
“Not a clue what you’re talking about.”
“Really?”
Ward shrugged and made his way back to his office, where he took a sip of his now-cold coffee. He hated cold coffee, but for some reason, he wasn’t even in a bad mood. Not that anyone would know, but he and Kirsty had been successfully sneaking around for the past three weeks.
Some days, she’d come to his home, and other times he stayed late and snuck out, into her apartment upstairs.
No one had a clue.
They had their usual banter, and rather than causing them issues in their relationship, it actually … aroused them both. Even though they still hadn’t had sex yet.
Ward wanted Kirsty to be ready, and right now, they were enjoying each other too much to take it to the next level.
He didn’t want to hurt her, and from the brief research he’d done in the last few weeks, he knew it was going to hurt for her first time. Unfortunately, other than guaranteeing her multiple orgasms, he didn’t know how he was going to ease the pain.
He’d never been with a virgin before, not even during his first time. When he lost his virginity, he’d been with an experienced woman, one of his college professors. It had been a fun few months, but the relationship had soon fizzled out when he realized she did it with all the students she had an attraction for.
Kirsty was different. Her virginity meant something to him. It was late one night, when he suddenly realized Kirsty hadn’t been with any other man, and even though he’d been with other women, he liked that she hadn’t been with other men. He knew it was completely unfair and that he should hope she’d been with others, but that wasn’t the case, and he was glad of that. No one else had touched … what was his.
This was an insane thought, he knew this, but he felt rather possessive of Kirsty. It was greedy, but he didn’t want anyone else to have his woman. Kirsty was his, all his.
Three weeks ago, he’d have laughed at anyone, and he pretty much did when Christopher made his claims, but now he totally understood it. He’d been wanting Kirsty for a long time.
“You’re just going to stand there watching me drink coffee?” Ward asked.
Christopher folded his arms and kept staring at him. “You know, I’m not the only person who noticed a difference in you. The whole town is talking.”
“The whole town can mind their own business.”
“Ah, you see, here is the little interesting fact.” Christopher clicked his tongue. “There have been rumors that you’ve been spotted sneaking into Kirsty’s apartment.”
Ward took a long drink of his coffee. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Ah, you don’t. Well, apparently, you two can look quite cozy together, and there is also a little pesky rumor that you make eyes at each other.” Christopher puckered his lips and began kissing the air.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You don’t? Well, let me fill in the blanks for you, and it might help to rejig that memory of yours. I have a feeling you and Kirsty have realized your attraction for each other, and have been sneaking around, secretly dating, to see how things work between the two of you. How am I doing so far?”
“At this moment in time, you’re not funny,” Ward said.
He finished his coffee and put the cup down.
Christopher laughed, clapped his hands, and gave a fist pump to the sky. “Dude, why are you both being so secretive?”
“Look, you’re my best friend, but some stuff has to remain private.”
“Why?” he asked.
Ward shrugged. “You know me and Kirsty. You know what we’ve been like with each other. This isn’t easy, not for either of us, and yet … you know what, just forget it.”
“Hey, man, there’s no reason for you to be upset or pissed, or whatever. This is me. You know I’m not a gossip. What is going on?”