Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
After we arrived at her place, I paid the driver and collected the information about where to pick up my truck later today once new tires had been put on.
“Looks like breakfast’s on me this morning,” she said with a shy smile after the driver left us, standing in the driveway.
“That sounds like an excellent idea.” I winked at her, causing those cheeks to turn pink. After I took hold of her hand, we walked to the front door. But I cursed out loud when I saw the rose and note sitting propped against the door. “Motherfucker!” I boomed, snatching up the note.
Lia frantically looked around us and quickly unlocked her door. That stupid ass had managed to ruin our date with a single rose and a note.
Lia was shaking like a leaf as we bustled in and dropped our stuff in the doorway. She locked the door behind us and sat down at the kitchen table, her face full of despair. “What does it say?” I hated that she had to live in fear.
Cursing the son of a bitch, I opened the note. My hatred for this man grew to impossible levels as I read.
I angrily crumpled the paper in my hands, wanting to slam my fist through the wall.
“What’s it say?” Her voice trembled with her question. She could sense my anger radiating from me and flicked her gaze my way nervously.
“It doesn’t matter. He’s a fucking psycho that needs to be dealt with. Lia, I think we need to file a police report,” I admitted, pissed that I couldn’t do more to protect her.
“Why? Was it that bad, Cale? I’m scared,” she whimpered, standing from the table. She flew into my arms where I held her tight.
“Yeah, it kind of was, Lia. We need to be careful of this guy. I feel like he’s unpredictable.”
She frowned and nodded.
“Let’s shower and then we’ll head to the police department after we’ve had some breakfast. I think it would be best if I stayed with you for a while until the police catch this asshole,” I told her firmly.
She nodded her agreement and kissed my lips. “Thank you, Cale, for being you. I could never get through this by myself. My past is a nightmare to begin with, so this with Sam would have normally sent me right over the edge. I feel like, with you, I can deal with them both without losing my mind,” she confessed to me.
I rubbed her cheekbones with my thumbs and gazed into her glossy, green eyes. This woman meant so much to me already, so I wasn’t about to let some stalker asshole ruin things for us. We both deserved to be happy, and there was no way he was coming between us.
Leading her to the bathroom, I thought of how quickly we’d evolved into a power radiating with passion and understanding. The woman was my damn light force, keeping me alive. If I meant to her even a fraction of what she meant to me, I would be a happy guy.
When we entered the bathroom, she handed me an extra toothbrush and we brushed our teeth side by side, watching each other in the mirror. I could stare at Lia all damn day.
My eyes ran over the curves of her body as she started the water on the shower. Never taking our eyes off one another, we undressed and stepped in. It wasn’t long ago that I was in this shower alone, trying to figure out this green-eyed beauty. I began lathering her body with soap, watching in awe as each sudsy bubble slipped down her perfect body. She stepped under the spray to rinse off and then squirted some shampoo into her hands. With her tits pressed against my chest and my head bowed, she lazily washed my hair. While she dug her fingernails into my scalp, I palmed her wet breasts and ran my thumbs across her nipples until she forgot her task at hand.
It was difficult but I somehow managed to take my hands off of her so I could pour some shampoo into them to return the favor and wash her long, dark locks. A sigh escaped her lips as I showed her the same attention that she showed me. Once her hair was clean, we stood underneath the hot water, rinsing the shampoo out of both our hair in an embrace that felt as if we were not two parts but a whole.
I shut off the water and reached out to grab her a towel. When I turned back to her, her eyes were full of heat as she eyed my damp chest. We both wrapped up in our towels and I helped her step out of the shower. Hand in hand, I led her into her bedroom.