we reached my house, she had come to a conclusion. Resisting the urge to discover it, I let it be. I didn’t think I would like the answer anyway.
We’d finally reached the safety of my living room, but even that didn’t feel very safe at that moment. “Stay with me tonight?” I didn’t want her to leave ever, but I desperately didn’t want to be alone right then.
“Of course.” Her tone, at first serious, turned mischievous once again. “As much as I’d like to rip your clothes off, I think sleep is in order.”
“What if I don’t agree?” I slipped a thumb inside her jeans.
Despite her obvious arousal, she stood her ground. “Sleep, Sadie. There will always be time for life-changing sex. I need to sleep too.” She was right, and I knew it. Exhaustion was starting to overwhelm me, and I led her to my room.
Chapter 5
Waking up next to her, I felt like my life had finally become right. Before opening my eyes, I could smell her, feel our legs twined together. Feeling her mind on me, I knew she was watching me again.
“Good morning.” She murmured.
“How could you tell I was awake?” I opened my eyes and peered into her green ones.
“Your breathing changed.”
“Ah. Handy trick. I can always feel when someone wakes up – the sleeping mind is very different. Come to think of it, I haven’t actually seen you sleep. You do sleep?” The last question came out jokingly.
“Of course. But I don’t require much: five or six hours is plenty.”
I required close to eight. “You’re going to get very bored watching me sleep.”
“I doubt it.”
The blankets were on the floor again. I nodded at them. “Either you don’t like to be hot or you like the view.”
She ran the back of one finger down my side, making me shiver. “You’re the Sensitive. What do you think?”
“I like the view too.”
The clock told me we didn’t have as much time as we’d have liked, so we wasted none of it. Coming together intimately, passion grew quickly.
After a brief jog and a shower, we settled down to breakfast. It wasn’t the feast of the day before, and Billie shrugged as she ate a more moderate amount. Not even a traditional breakfast, more a mish-mash of what remained after Billie’s appetite. “I cleaned out your fridge this weekend. I’ll pick up a couple of breakfast burritos on the way to work. And more groceries after.”
Trying to make my tone proper, it came out seductive instead. “I do believe I just heard you invite yourself over tonight.”
“If that’s okay.” She cocked her head and sent me a teasing tone.
Pointing my fork at her, I threatened. “You better. What time are you supposed to be at work?”
“Eight.”
“It’s eight fifteen.”
Her eyes glistened. “I know. Richard will understand. Actually he’ll be thrilled. I haven’t been serious about someone in a long time.”
“What are you going to tell him?”
“That the sex was too good to drag myself out of bed.”
I choked. “You’re serious?” She was.
Actually, she was looking forward to the conversation. “Yep. And he will laugh and not complain, if I know him.”
“My boss would kill me if I walked in with that excuse.”
She knew herself fortunate. “I’m lucky I work for Richard. And one hour in an accountant’s life is just like another most of the time. I don’t have any deadlines this morning, so I’m good. Are we still on for Friday?”
The idea of meeting her friends pleased me. “Yeah. I’d like to meet Richard and his wife. And actually see your house.” Try out some of the furniture.
She shared the sentiment. “That will have to wait until after dinner and drinks. They usually show up at seven, but you could come early and help me cook.”
“What should I wear?” I didn’t know how formal a dinner with a lawyer, even a friend, would be. Billie’s work attire was almost intimidating it was so expensive. Her tailored pants suit fit her perfectly, and she looked the
We’d finally reached the safety of my living room, but even that didn’t feel very safe at that moment. “Stay with me tonight?” I didn’t want her to leave ever, but I desperately didn’t want to be alone right then.
“Of course.” Her tone, at first serious, turned mischievous once again. “As much as I’d like to rip your clothes off, I think sleep is in order.”
“What if I don’t agree?” I slipped a thumb inside her jeans.
Despite her obvious arousal, she stood her ground. “Sleep, Sadie. There will always be time for life-changing sex. I need to sleep too.” She was right, and I knew it. Exhaustion was starting to overwhelm me, and I led her to my room.
Chapter 5
Waking up next to her, I felt like my life had finally become right. Before opening my eyes, I could smell her, feel our legs twined together. Feeling her mind on me, I knew she was watching me again.
“Good morning.” She murmured.
“How could you tell I was awake?” I opened my eyes and peered into her green ones.
“Your breathing changed.”
“Ah. Handy trick. I can always feel when someone wakes up – the sleeping mind is very different. Come to think of it, I haven’t actually seen you sleep. You do sleep?” The last question came out jokingly.
“Of course. But I don’t require much: five or six hours is plenty.”
I required close to eight. “You’re going to get very bored watching me sleep.”
“I doubt it.”
The blankets were on the floor again. I nodded at them. “Either you don’t like to be hot or you like the view.”
She ran the back of one finger down my side, making me shiver. “You’re the Sensitive. What do you think?”
“I like the view too.”
The clock told me we didn’t have as much time as we’d have liked, so we wasted none of it. Coming together intimately, passion grew quickly.
After a brief jog and a shower, we settled down to breakfast. It wasn’t the feast of the day before, and Billie shrugged as she ate a more moderate amount. Not even a traditional breakfast, more a mish-mash of what remained after Billie’s appetite. “I cleaned out your fridge this weekend. I’ll pick up a couple of breakfast burritos on the way to work. And more groceries after.”
Trying to make my tone proper, it came out seductive instead. “I do believe I just heard you invite yourself over tonight.”
“If that’s okay.” She cocked her head and sent me a teasing tone.
Pointing my fork at her, I threatened. “You better. What time are you supposed to be at work?”
“Eight.”
“It’s eight fifteen.”
Her eyes glistened. “I know. Richard will understand. Actually he’ll be thrilled. I haven’t been serious about someone in a long time.”
“What are you going to tell him?”
“That the sex was too good to drag myself out of bed.”
I choked. “You’re serious?” She was.
Actually, she was looking forward to the conversation. “Yep. And he will laugh and not complain, if I know him.”
“My boss would kill me if I walked in with that excuse.”
She knew herself fortunate. “I’m lucky I work for Richard. And one hour in an accountant’s life is just like another most of the time. I don’t have any deadlines this morning, so I’m good. Are we still on for Friday?”
The idea of meeting her friends pleased me. “Yeah. I’d like to meet Richard and his wife. And actually see your house.” Try out some of the furniture.
She shared the sentiment. “That will have to wait until after dinner and drinks. They usually show up at seven, but you could come early and help me cook.”
“What should I wear?” I didn’t know how formal a dinner with a lawyer, even a friend, would be. Billie’s work attire was almost intimidating it was so expensive. Her tailored pants suit fit her perfectly, and she looked the
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