The One Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 95147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
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“Why are you giving me dirty looks, lady?” It was hard keeping a straight face or doing something even more embarrassing by jumping up and down like a preschooler while clapping my hands.

“What set you off this time? Last time it was the towel.” As if I didn’t know.

Nat and I have been brainstorming on how to keep our men. I think we’d both, for some unknown reason, found the right ones at the same time, though I’m still holding my breath and waiting to exhale. Nat thinks we should just let go, let our defenses down, and see where things go, but she’s always been the braver of the two of us. I’m still finding it hard to believe this is real that someone like Mace could find me even remotely attractive, but I guess, as Nat says, the truth is in the pudding.

Not to mention, I have the skid marks on my cooch to prove that if this isn’t love or some variation on the theme, then I’ve fallen into something otherworldly. I’d asked him if we were dating not because he’s been lax in that department, but because I wanted to know, wanted to hear him say it out loud so that there’s no longer any doubt one way or another.

He may not have noticed the looks we get when we’re out and about, but I haven’t missed one. I see the way the skinny brigade plump up their chest and stick their asses out whenever they see him as if I’m not even in the picture. I’ve seen the questioning looks and overheard the barest of whispers as we passed by and can only imagine what’s being said behind all those hands and into avid ears.

“Where did you go? I know you’re not talking to your pussy, so what exactly is going on in your head?” I didn’t even realize he’d been watching me this whole time.

“How do you know I’m not talking to Miss. Kitty?” I’m not sure telling him about that was the right thing to do; he seems way too invested.

“You get a different look on your face when you do; spill it.”

Like I’m gonna tell him the truth. I went with a little white lie. What can it hurt? It’s not like he knows me well enough yet to catch me out there. “Oh, I was just thinking about something that I forgot to do at the office.” Before the last syllable left my lips, I knew I’d fucked up.

MACE

My smile was wide as I put the key in her door that evening. She’d shyly given it to me the night before, with great hesitance, almost as if she’d expected me to reject it and her. I knew what the offer meant, knew that for her and I, it was another step forward. Neither of us seemed too worried that it might be too soon, that we may be moving too fast because I’m guessing it felt as right to her as it did to me.

For some reason, I wasn’t as skeptical of her as I had been with others in the past, maybe because of that feeling of rightness. I felt more in control, or more to the point; I wasn’t willing to lose something I wanted again. That raised a lot of questions for me about how serious I’d been in the past if I’d been so willing to walk away at the first sign of indecisiveness on their part.

With her, I didn’t even let myself think about it. It’s like I’d made up my mind at some point that this was it, and I wasn’t about to take no for an answer. This soon, I was already finding it hard to imagine a day without her quirkiness. That virgin pussy of hers packs a punch. Where else am I going to find such perfection?

I’m still not sure about this making a baby thing, and since she’d never brought it up, I’m beginning to think it was nothing more than a joke between her and her friend; the funny thing is, though, it doesn’t scare me as much as I’d think it would. In fact, I find myself thinking about it from time to time with none of the uneasiness you’d expect from a confirmed bachelor like myself.

I opened the door and walked in, feeling that air of lightness come over me as I wondered what I was going to find her doing. She’s full of surprises, this one and each one crazier than the last. It was a whole new feeling, this coming home to my woman. I’d had all day to think about it, so it no longer freaked me the fuck out.

I’d been tempted to go home or to stay at the office a bit longer like I normally do because I have shit to do. But if I went home, she’d feel slighted, which I didn’t want, and as for staying later, as soon as she called to let me know she was home from work, my dick had been awake and throbbing, so I wasn’t going to get shit done.


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