Friction (Gravity #1) Read Online Kindle Alexander

Categories Genre: Erotic, M-M Romance, New Adult Tags Authors: Series: Gravity Series by Kindle Alexander
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Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 107673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
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After the longest dinner I’d ever had with my family, I decided I needed a grand romantic gesture to help ease my tardiness. I strategized, working through scenarios in my head. Romance meant sweet and personal, an effort I wanted to make every day to always ensure Beau felt special, loved, and wanted. So I’d start today with throwing rocks at his window, urging him out to spend time with me.

Sitting here in the dark, watching Beau’s window, I saw the holes in my plan. Could I accurately aim to get the rocks in the proper third-floor window? Honestly, I didn’t know how well I’d do.

If determination gave me a physical edge, I’d succeed easily. I cut the engine to Joy’s car—that I technically stole again tonight—and started across the field. The high grass and uneven terrain made the walk harder and longer than expected. He had made it look easy, bouncing on the ground as if it were a gymnast tumble track.

It was far from that.

A new complication arose when I finally got to the house and the dogs around the neighborhood began to bark. Fearing I’d be caught, I crouched, getting as small as I could to prevent being seen.

I stayed low and did my best Donald Duck waddle to get closer to the house and decided to do a test throw with a tiny pebble to see how high I could get. Surprisingly, it wasn’t a bad throw. I could easily reach the window and reared my arm back to make my aim. I let the small stone fly. At the same moment, the window opened and a leg started through the frame. My grand romantic gesture hit him in the chest. The startled expression he gave proved he hadn’t known I was there.

About a second later, he spotted me on the ground and tossed out a hand that I interpreted to mean, what are you doing?

“Sorry,” I whispered loudly and stayed in the shadows as I went to the first-floor ledge where he’d dropped from last night. I swear, Beau was half ninja with the easy skill he used to get where he was going.

He landed on his feet right in front of me. “Why’d you throw a rock at me?”

“If I could have made it actually hit the window, I thought you’d think it was sweet and excuse my late hour,” I whispered back as we retraced my steps toward my car. A damned rut got me. I lost balance, stumbling in front of Beau.

He reached out to help me, meaning he’d voluntarily touched me. His hand circled my arm, sending instant goose bumps springing along my skin. My guy kept hold of me until he turned me in the direction he wanted me to go and I was securely back on my feet.

His skilled hand caressed over my shoulders and down my back before letting me go.

My cock grew harder, stiffer until that part of my body began to revolt with frustration at how patiently it waited for the same touch. “I brought a blanket and a couple water bottles. They’re in the trunk.”

“We’ll go in right there.” He pointed to a patch of thicket that showed no discernable entry. “There’s an open patch a couple of feet in.”

“Do we really have to trek through the brush where bugs and spiders hang out?” I asked and slowed my pace. “I brought mosquito repellent too…”

He laughed at me this time, not with me. “I think snakes and an occasional gator might be the likely irritants…”

I stopped dead in my tracks. Beau walked into me from behind, bumping me forward. Whatever look I had on my face when I stared at him over my shoulder caused his soft, mocking laughter to increase.

“You’re funny,” he said and started around me.

“I’m not going where snakes and alligators hang out.” I refused to budge. “We can hang out in the car instead. I’ll drive farther down the road.”

“I was kiddin’, but now the bugs and spiders are less annoyin’, right?” Beau kept going toward the overgrown trees. My eyes landed on his ass. He needed to always wear Wranglers. They showed his sculpted butt. The strength of his walk with the way his legs slightly bowed really did it for me.

Of course, I had no choice but to follow. I made a pit stop by the trunk, grabbing my bag of essentials and quickly sprayed my legs with the bug repellent. Hopefully its power included keeping spiders away. I hated those things.

He looked back at me before stepping into the trees. I wished he had waited for me. But again, I was destined to follow wherever he led and started for the trail. Three steps in and I was surrounded by utter darkness. I needed time for my eyes to adjust. The exact amount of time for a creature to grab me and eat me up.


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