Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Christ, I admire her so fucking much. Never admired a woman before, but in fairness…I never looked too deeply at them.
I’m seeing Josie through unfiltered eyes and I like everything that I’m seeing.
Fucking adore everything I’m feeling with her for sure.
Because Josie collapsed on top of my comforter, I walk over and pull the edge of it over her body so she’s warm. I turn the light off and head into my living room to watch some TV, because I’m nowhere near tired. Even as bone melting as that sex was with Josie, I walk away from her feeling energized. I’d have preferred for us to talk and laugh for a bit in bed, and then have her again, but I have to be sensitive to her needs.
Never had to do that before, but I’m finding I don’t mind. In fact, there’s something infinitely pleasurable just knowing that Josie’s in my bed sleeping, even if I’m not right there beside her.
—
I awaken with a start, my first thoughts being of Josie. I’m on my back on my couch and ESPN is still on the TV, the bluish tint from the screen in the dark room hurts my eyes for a moment. It hits me at once that the sound that woke me up was my front door closing and I pop up off the couch. There’s no sense in checking my bedroom, when I know without a doubt I just heard the sound of Josie slinking off to her house.
It would be a waste of time to analyze the immediate feeling of irritation that she’d do such a thing, or even try to figure out why I practically run to my door to catch up to her, so I focus instead on what I’ll say to her.
As soon as I step out onto my porch, I see Josie unlocking her door using the electronic keypad that all of our doors are equipped with so we don’t have to use keys. She turns to look at me with a guilty smile.
“Sorry,” she whispers. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”
Pulling my door shut behind me until I hear the click of the lock, I jog down my porch steps, turn left, and jog right back up hers. When I’m toe to toe with her, I return her smile, but it’s without apology and my tone is firm. “No worries. We can sleep in your bed tonight.”
Cute as a button, Josie blinks at me in confusion. “Excuse me?”
“Unlock the door, Josie,” I say with a nod to the keypad. “I’m staying over.”
“You don’t have to—”
“Unlock your door,” I repeat.
For a moment I think she’d going to argue with me, which will bring about a full-blown fight. I’m staying the night with her and that’s that.
Instead she just gives a tiny nod and turns to her keypad. As soon as the door opens, I put my hands to her shoulders and gently push her inside. I step in behind her and press my lips to the back of her head. “Go get in bed. I know you’re exhausted.”
She jerks in surprise and turns to face me. My arms fall away, and as I take in the expression on her face, I can tell she has no clue what’s going on. She probably thought the only reason I’d come over tonight was to fuck her again, and sure…stay the night.
I don’t want to freak her out too bad, and hell, maybe I don’t want to freak myself out too bad either, because I’m sure as shit not behaving normally, so I downplay it. “I know you’re exhausted, so it’s sleep for you. But the morning is a different matter and I’d like to have you close by, okay?”
Josie’s got these amazing eyebrows that are naturally arched to perfection, so it’s exaggerated when she’s calling bullshit on me. One eyebrow goes higher, while the other flattens slightly. “You want to sleep in my bed tonight so I’ll be available for you to fuck in the morning?”
“Well, yeah. Do you have a problem with that?”
She hesitates a moment, but then her face smooths out. Her smile lights up and there’s a twinkle in her eye. “Actually…I have no problem with that. Makes perfect sense, actually.”
I grin at her as I step in closer. I put my hands to her face and say, “I like the way you think, Doc.”
She gets a swift, hard kiss with just a swipe of tongue. The minute I feel her begin to melt, I release her. Turning her by her shoulders to face the staircase, I swat her ass. “Now go. Get in bed. I’m going to grab a glass of water first.”
“Okay,” she mutters, then starts up the staircase.
I pad through Josie’s living room, past her kitchen table that has a half-completed puzzle of Mount Everest. Shaking my head, I smile.