Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22016 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22016 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
“They are. Oh shit, Demi. I didn’t mean to upset you.” His hand reaches over the table, grabbing mine so sweetly.
I take another drink of water, attempting to get myself under control. “It’s fine. I don’t know why I’ve been so emotional today. This is the second time today, I thought of my parents. They’re missing out on all the dreams they had for me. I guess life’s like that sometimes. Short and unexpected.”
“That’s right. It’s the second time today that I had the feeling that life was too short and to make the most of it.” He squeezes my hand once before patting it and letting it go.
Another awkward silence…this time all my fault. I twist my lips and finally speak, “Well, I’m glad we got to hang out for a little bit. It’s definitely different. Having dinner with my boss.”
“It’s definitely different. I don’t think I’ve had dinner with any of my staff. Clients, yes. It’s a part of the job, but never just me and one of my employees.”
“Technically I’m not an employee. I’m free labor.” The waitress stops by with the check, placing it on the table. The service has been a little lacking, but I suppose they didn’t want to interrupt us, and I’m glad they didn’t.
“You got me there. Well, then, I’m going to have to pay for dinner.” He grabs the check before I can, but I suspected that he wouldn’t let me pay even if I got it first.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to put you out?” I tease.
“I think I can manage.” He pays the bill and leaves a massive tip, then he takes my hand and leads me out of the restaurant with our fingers intertwined. It’s not a boss and employee thing at all, but as soon as we’re on the street, he lets go. I feel the loss immediately and I know I’m reading too much into this.
Unable to take being in his presence any longer, I try to make my exit. “Thank you for dinner. I better get home. I have an early day tomorrow.”
“Let me take you there,” he says, practically cutting me off.
“It’s not that far. I can walk,” I insist.
“Then I’ll walk with you. It’s not smart to be walking alone in the dark.”
“Fine. But really, I live down the street.”
He tilts his head and smirks. “Humor me.”
We walk in silence down two blocks. We’re about to be in front of my apartment, and he stops as if he knows this is my place. A warm feeling washes over me. I’m betting he came to see me.
“Um. This is me. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight, Sweets,” he whispers, squeezing my hand and taking a few steps back until I’m in my apartment. Then he’s gone. It’s as if I imagined him there the whole time.
Chapter Four
Stone
I can’t believe that I followed her home, but I had to know she was safe. Then I saw her walking out in a cute pair of jeans and a light sweater that hugged her tits and waist, I had to wonder if she was going to meet someone else. It was too much for me. Call me possessive and crazy, but that’s the way I’m feeling about her.
When she entered the restaurant with the jackass holding the door. I nearly lost it, but just watched for a second through the window. I saw a cop walk by and not wanting to answer uncomfortable questions, I stepped inside and sat down with her. It’s the best meal I’ve ever had, and I want a lifetime full of meals with her. She had me laughing like I’ve never done before.
When we left the restaurant, and I instinctively held her hand, I nearly caved. Coming to my senses, I drop her hand and see the look of sadness in her eyes. I hate myself for starting something I can’t finish. Saying goodnight to her and letting her go crushed me. It had been the hardest thing to do.
I don’t believe I’m going to make it through the next four weeks without claiming her as mine. I don’t think I’ll make it four hours into our workday tomorrow. As soon as I get inside my house, I whip out my cock and start stroking. I see her behind closed eyes, picturing her wrapped around me taking every inch of my shaft until my balls are smacking her ass. And like that, I come all over my hand. I don’t even give a fuck either. I kick off my shoes, tuck myself in and head to my shower to wash off.
Even though I came twice to her, my dick’s harder than stone. When I finally get a hold of her pretty ass, she’s going to be sore as hell. Until then, I take myself in hand for another orgasm while thoughts of my Demi run through my head.