Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“So, Kade, how did you get into modeling?” Mattie asks. I think it’s pretty obvious – if you look like that, you’re a model. I pinch my lips together to avoid saying something stupid in front of him.
“It was just something that I was offered a few years ago,” he explains casually. “I never had plans to do it, but I’ve had some fun experiences because of it. I’m actually a personal trainer and just do some modeling on the side.” He speaks with an air of confidence that I haven’t heard in another person before. It’s almost cocky, but not so much that he seems like a jackass. He knows he’s attractive and well-versed, and clearly uses it to his advantage.
“What kinds of experiences?” I finally manage to get out. Despite feeling incredibly tongue tied, the words reach Kade’s ears clearly. He seems interesting and smart, in addition to being attractive, and that’s something I definitely did not expect. When he turns his complete attention on me, I am sure that I’m going to combust.
“All kinds of things,” he begins. He talks of trips across the globe and various athletic activities that have me hanging on his every word. The three of us share stories and fun events until Mattie stands from her seat to go get us the next round. Leaving me alone at the table with a man of this caliber is terrifying, but I discreetly take a deep breath to calm my nerves and hope that I don’t make a complete fool of myself.
Kade is still chatting and I watch the way his mouth forms the words as I listen. I know I’m practically staring, but I figure the noise of the bar makes it seem as though I must read his lips to get what he’s saying. The conversation is innocent enough, but suddenly, I feel something warm and heavy graze my leg beneath the table. What is that?
I look down with confusion, expecting to see a damp napkin. But no. It’s Kade’s hand! What is he doing? I feel my heart take off at a gallop as his fingertips graze my kneecap under the table. Shocked is definitely the best word to describe what I’m feeling right now. Also, stimulated. Aroused. So hot. Those are words that work, too.
I’m swallowing down a gulp when Mattie comes back to the high top. It’s almost disappointing to have her back, but Kade doesn’t remove his hand. Instead, his palm slowly and torturously moves higher and higher up my thigh. Oh my god! What is he doing? Does Mattie see? I hope to god not.
I’m desperately trying to avoid hyperventilating as the conversation at the table continues like nothing’s happening. Kade looks perfectly composed, his animated face giving nothing away. Meanwhile, I can hardly say a word and manage just a few “mm-hmms” at the right time. What is going on?
Suddenly, Kade ups the ante. A finger brushes over my soaked panties and I have to clamp my teeth together to avoid moaning out in pleasure. My fingers grip tightly around my glass and I focus on my breathing. It’s going to be difficult to keep up this façade for much longer. Mattie is sure to notice my odd behavior any minute. Oh crap!
But then, the hand is gone from beneath my dress and I feel oddly empty. It’s like I had somehow gotten used to it there, and was slowly riding a wave that was growing and growing. Cool air wafts between my thighs, which makes me feel oddly deflated and disappointed. But the grin on Kade’s face tells me he has no regrets.
“Hey, it’s getting pretty late. My apologies, ladies. I have to make a phone call to my mom before she heads to bed,” he says as he stands. There’s a glint to his blue eyes and his jaw looks a bit tense, but he smiles another winning smile. “It was a lovely evening, ladies.”
Mattie says her goodbyes and I clear my throat to do the same. With another wink at us, Kade turns and I watch as his large frame strolls to the exit in near disbelief. My heart’s going at a thousand miles an hour as my mind reels – did that just happen? The ache I feel deep in my core says yes, yes it did.
I come back to the moment to realize Mattie has been talking for the last couple of minutes. I tune in to her story but can’t keep my mind off the night’s events because what just happened? Did a man who works for me really just stroke me in public? Did he really sample the wetness of my soaked panties? This is going to be an interesting convention, that’s for sure.
2
Kade
I find myself walking away from the hotel bar with a smug grin on my features before pulling my phone from the pocket of my jeans and selecting my mom’s contact information. The phone is ringing within seconds and quickly answered on the other end.