Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
"This is so nice. I wish it were this sunny all the time." I sigh.
"Yeah right. I'm waiting for the rain to roll in any minute." She sighs.
I put my ear buds in, deciding that a little snooze in the sun will do wonders for my shockingly pale skin. I pull up my tank top, exposing my stomach to the rays. I'm halfway through listening to Taylor swift singing about being twenty two when the hair on the back of my neck stands up. Nothing’s changed, but the atmosphere feels suddenly charged. I open an eye, but all I see is blue sky. A tap on my shoulder from Molly makes me turn on my side to face her and pull my ear buds out.
"Holy shit, serious talent at ten o' clock." Molly hisses at me whilst death gripping my forearm.
I swing my gaze to where she's looking and my stomach bottoms out. Two guys are running along the path that runs around the outside of the park. The blonde guy with his top off I don't recognise, but the other is a face I know only too well. His dark hair is stuck to his forehead and neck with sweat. He's wearing a sleeveless gym top that leaves his bulging shoulders and arms on display and showcasing the artwork that decorates his skin.
"Fuck." I drop my glasses onto my face and roll back over onto my back, wishing I could disappear into the ground and hoping he doesn't recognise me.
"Oh my god, is that…? I swear he wasn't that hot before." She whispers.
"That's because you were drunk and he wasn't exposing so much inked up manliness." I sigh. “He just had to come to this park.” I grumble. I keep trying to avoid him, but I seem to bump into him in random places. I’m starting to think he’s stalking me.
"Why are you ignoring him?" She hisses.
"Why do you think?" I whisper. "I haven't spoken to him since I left his office...still harbouring wet knickers I might add."
"Wow, you're so eloquent Lill’s. Oh, and too late, he's coming this way with his seriously yummy shirtless friend." She squeals.
I groan. "Not good. I'm asleep okay."
A few seconds later and Molly greets the two guys. "Lilly." Theo says in that deep voice that has me trembling, but I say nothing. Molly laughs beside me just as a stream of cold water touches my stomach. I shriek and turn onto my side. "God you're an arsehole." I grumble.
He laughs lightly. "Hey. You do realise it's not actually that warm right?" He indicates toward my bare midriff. His mocking smile seems to outshine the sun.
I roll onto my front and glare up at him, hoping he'll make small talk and then leave. "Yeah, well you never know when you'll next see sunshine. You have to grab your opportunities." I hear Molly's exasperated sigh beside me.
"So who's your friend Theo?" Molly is so bloody obvious. The way her eyes roam over the other guy is ridiculous. Her lips are slightly parted as she flicks her tongue over her upper lip. The guy doesn't miss it. He smiles and winks at her. Oh Jesus, another cocky one. I will admit though, he has a pretty impressive upper half on show, nowhere near as good as Theo's, but that's because Theo looks like a bloody god. This guy is athletic where Theo is chiselled and beautifully honed.
"This is Hugo. Hugo, Molly and Lilly." Hugo's eyebrows shoot up at my name, which I can only assume means he knows who I am, which I can then assume means Theo's spoken about me. Weird.
"Nice to meet you." I say.
"Very, very nice to meet you." Molly practically purrs. I swear to god, put her in front of an attractive man and she completely turns into a weird sex stalker.
"Likewise." Hugo responds before dropping onto the grass next to Molly. I roll my eyes at exactly the same time as Theo and laugh.
Theo drops into a crouch near me. I catch his scent of sweat and body wash and just pure man. His eyes are bright like a Mediterranean ocean today as he meets my gaze. He reaches out and pulls my sunglasses of my face, brushing my cheek as he does. "That's better." He smiles. "Do you mind if I have a sip of your water?"
"Sure, I guess you poured yours on me." I grumble, still feeling a little scattered from his touch.
He smiles as he picks up my bottle and takes three long gulps. His adam’s apple moves as he swallows, and a drop of sweat rolls across his stubble covered jaw and down his throat. I swallow hard and try to control my hormones which are currently going haywire in the presence of all those muscles and male pheromones.