Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 101163 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101163 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
You can stay the night. We can do separate rooms if you want. But if we do sleep in the same bed, I’ll give you pleasure and I don’t need anything in return.
Which… really makes me want to jump his bones.
Damn it.
When I’m done, I hesitantly open the door expecting to find Boone lounging naked on the bed with a sly look on his face, having thoroughly seduced me with words.
Except he’s not.
He’s standing at his dresser, removing his watch. He’s wearing… pajamas too. A pair of gray, black and white plaid pants with a dark gray T-shirt. “Find everything okay?” he asks with a smile.
I nod, holding my clothes to my chest. The T-shirt he gave me comes to mid-thigh and covers everything.
Nodding at the bed, Boone says, “Choose whatever side you want. I’m going to brush my teeth.”
When the bathroom door closes behind me, my worst attack of doubt hits and I consider putting my clothes back on and running for the door. This seems like a grand ruse to get in my pants and while I wasn’t averse to it five minutes ago, that was when I believed that maybe I was different and special to Boone.
Before I found a dozen toothbrushes under his sink.
I nibble on my thumbnail, clutching onto my pile of clothes. Surely, I’m wrong. Boone isn’t that type of guy. He’s sweet, devoted to Aiden and selfless in his care and concern. He could have pressed an advantage on me during that first date. After a yacht ride down the river to view the city lights, the man certainly could’ve gotten laid.
The bathroom door opens and Boone steps out, flipping off the light behind him. His forehead wrinkles with concern as he takes me in. “What’s wrong?”
I lift a shoulder because I’m not quite sure.
“Lilly?” he presses. “I can read you loud and clear. You’re freaked about something.”
“You had a dozen toothbrushes in your cabinet,” I blurt out. Boone’s mouth twists, an eyebrow cocks. He doesn’t get it. “You provide options for fresh breath to a lot of women.”
Both of his eyebrows shoot straight up and his expression is incredulous before he bends over and laughs. A hard belly laugh that has me feeling ten times the fool. I glare at him and it prompts him to move into me.
Hands on my shoulders, he pulls me in for a kiss to my forehead before staring down at me. “Lilly… I switch out my toothbrush every month. I buy a large pack from Amazon. It’s on auto-ship. I swear to you those aren’t for women. As a matter of fact, you’re the first woman I’ve brought to my apartment. I don’t share my toothbrushes with just anyone, you know.”
Almost sagging with relief, I manage a sheepish smile. “Well, don’t I feel like a dolt.”
Boone’s eyes twinkle as he pulls my clothes out of my hand, tossing them to the floor. Next thing I know, he sweeps me into his arms and carries me to the bed. He tosses me in the middle and follows behind, somehow managing to pull my body to his as he settles us both against the pillows and headboard.
Arms wrapped tight around me he presses his temple to mine. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Laugh hysterically because I’m foolish,” I mutter.
He chuckles. “No, I’m still going to kiss you.”
“You are?” I ask hesitantly.
Boone moves so fast I can’t process that I’m now sitting on his lap. His hand is on my face, holding my jaw. “Kiss you, which may lead to other things. Now’s the time to tell me to stop.”
“No stopping,” I whisper.
He smiles. “Good answer.”
Boone rolls us so I’m on my back and he’s on his side. He slides one of his legs in between mine, presses his hand into the mattress near my ribs and hovers over me. The weight of his focus as he stares at my mouth has me fidgeting and I’m on the verge of begging him to kiss me when he finally lowers his face to mine. I jolt when his teeth grab my bottom lip, giving the slightest pinch before licking it. Then his tongue is in my mouth and he’s kissing me so deeply, a startled moan escapes.
Oh, wow… he tastes so good. Peppermint-flavored swipes of his tongue against mine as his hand moves to my hip. He slides it under the T-shirt and his fingertips glide over the edge of the waistband of my panties before grazing my skin just above it. Pure, unfiltered lust rockets through me and I roll toward him, seeking his body against mine. Boone’s big hand tightens on my hip, holding me in place so I’m left wanting and needy. All the while he continues to ravage my mouth, intermittently grazing his teeth against my lips, his thumb now stroking my skin as he keeps me pinned.