Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
“Fine by me. I prefer it black anyway,” she says.
“To match your black heart?”
“Yep,” she deadpans.
Fallon takes a tiny sip because it’s still really hot and moans. That sound has my cock twitching. I swallow hard, forcing my gaze away from her as she glances at me over the top of her mug. “It’s exactly what I’ve been missing in my life.”
“My mom has plenty more if you need it. That woman loves her coffee.”
“She sounds way cooler than you,” she taunts, hugging the ceramic with her hands.
“Yeah, I have a feeling you’ll change your tune once you learn her love for Christmas is twice as intense as mine.”
She makes a face, but then her lips curve into a smile as she blows on the liquid. “Right now, I don’t care about anything other than drinking this.”
Fallon grabs an ice cube from the freezer and puts it inside. Once it’s cool enough to drink, she takes a big gulp and sighs.
“If this is all it took to make you happy, I would’ve jumped on the snowmobile four days ago.”
Fallon playfully rolls her eyes, but when she looks at me, there’s fire behind them.
I wish I knew why she continues to put on this hard-ass act because that’s what it is. There are moments when her mask slips, and I see the real person hiding behind the scowl. She’s more transparent than she thinks, but I’ll continue to let her believe she has me fooled.
“Oh, before I forget. The furnace guy said he’s booked up, so it might be a few days before he can come out.”
“Great.” She frowns.
“The other bit of bad news is there are no rooms available anywhere unless you want me to try the town over. But I suspect it’s gonna be about the same.”
“How far of a drive is it?”
“About fifty miles,” I explain. “Could take over an hour to get from here to there, depending on if it’s snowing or not.”
“I don’t want to keep imposing on your personal space. So if I have to drive an hour—”
“You can stay here, Fallon. I don’t mind your company, even when you’re a grumpy ass sometimes.” I chuckle when she glares at me.
“Are you sure? I can—”
“Absolutely,” I say. “Unless you want to leave? I can’t imagine you’d have fun sleeping in that minivan.”
“I don’t want to leave,” she admits, and it’s music to my ears. “Honestly, I’d probably die of frostbite or be more miserable anywhere else. One of the reasons I agreed to come is because I’d have a large space to sleep and work.”
“Well, I’d never let you freeze to death. You know my bed is always available whenever you need some extra warmth.” I smirk.
Dasher trots over and interrupts us.
“Outside?”
He sprints toward the door and immediately flies off the deck. Once he does his business, he returns without issue. I know he was testing Fallon earlier.
“How’d you like your grinchy babysitter?” I ask, following him inside and getting a musky whiff of him.
Fallon is on the couch with her coffee and laptop.
“Gonna give Dasher a bath real quick. Need anything?”
“Nope, I’m good now.”
Dasher’s good and behaves for me while I wash him in the tub. He actually likes the warm water and is used to this routine since he gets them almost every day when it’s wet or muddy outside. After he’s scrubbed and rinsed, I lift him from the tub and towel dry him the best I can. I grab the hair dryer I have for him and use it until he’s annoyed. As soon as I open the bathroom door, he bolts out.
Before I can call him or warn Fallon, he’s sprinting downstairs.
“Hey!” Fallon shouts. “Get off me!”
Her helpful squeals make me laugh. “I’m jumping in the shower,” I call down.
“Wait! Take your dog!” she shouts.
“Be right back!” I say, knowing she’ll want to kill me later.
Turning on the water, I undress and then step underneath the hot stream. It cascades over my sore muscles, and I scrub both palms over my face and hair, trying to relax.
My cock grows hard as I reminisce about Fallon being in my bed last night. Though neither of us mentioned it, she snuggled up to me in her sleepy haze. I was up and out of bed before her, but I hardly slept as she pressed her ass against my cock and wiggled her body.
As I think about it, I reach down and roughly fist my dick. With my other palm pressed against the wall, my fantasies of Fallon naked in my bed take over.
I race in a full sprint toward the orgasm threatening to take over. Before I can brace myself, the pleasure rips through me, and I groan out with relief.
My heart throbs as I look at the mess I’ve made. My come would look so stunning splashed across her beautiful breasts. It takes at least ten minutes before I come back to earth, even if she’s still on my mind.