I watch him go with my hand pressed to my cheek. The place where he kissed tingles and I can feel my whole body warm up. When he walks away, he takes sothing of with him. I wanted to turn my head and press my lips to his so badly, but I chickened out. His big body moves from , and the snow begins to fall. Just when I’m about to walk away he turns to give one last look. My breath catches as he smiles at , and sohow, I know he was hoping I would still be standing here watching him.
It took everything in this morning to make myself get off his sofa and leave the comfort of his ho. I knew I needed to be out of there before he woke up, and anyone else in the building for that matter.
Patterson is the kind of man that would want to walk to my car if he was awake; that was clear by how he treated last night. I wasn’t so conquest he’d picked up and tried to get into bed. He hung on my every word when I spoke, and I could tell he was tired but refused to call it a night. I didn’t want to leave, and I know he didn’t want to either. I also wasn’t prepared to tell him no. He was too charming and sweet when he gave everything, he thought I might want. And all he seed to want in return was my attention. How was I supposed to turn that down?
He didn’t make one move on all night and barely touched . I’m not sure if he was doing it on purpose because when I tried to lean in closer, he wouldn’t respond to it. I guess it wasn’t about that for him last night, but after the way he touched his lips to my cheek there is so much more simring below the surface.
When I closed my eyes last night, I was only going to pretend to be asleep until he finally went to bed, but the comfort of his ho was too much, and I had the best sleep I’ve had in months. I jerked myself awake when the sun ca up and I knew I had to get out of there. I tempted fate as I kissed his cheek before I left because I thought it would be the last ti I’d ever see him again. It was the sa place he’d kissed monts ago.
When he turns the corner out of my sight I get into my car.
I told myself this morning would be the last ti I saw him, but now look what’s happened. I’m completely full of shit because the second I left his place I had my phone locked in my hand hoping that at any mont he’d text . It didn’t take him long. I planned to ignore his call, but I was lying to myself, not only texting him back but agreeing to everything the man said.
I crank up the car because I need to get going. I have to go ho at so point or Cara will blow up my phone asking about the cash I made from last night. My phone goes off, and when I look at the screen butterflies flap their wings in my stomach. I smile before I read the text just enjoying the feeling of having sothing exciting in my life. I’ve been so wrapped up in other things that I didn’t realize it was missing until now.
Patterson: It’s starting to snow. Drive safe.
His concern is sothing else I’m not used to. Having soone worry over has never been a thing. My parents didn’t even worry about when they were around. I was always an afterthought, and I didn’t know how good it could feel to have it until this mont. Am I getting in over my head?
"Don’t ask stupid questions," I mumble to myself in the rearview mirror.
I’m all too aware that life can change in an instant, but I can’t let my mind go there. I just have to focus on the money and get through this. It’s not like I can text or call him and tell him I can’t do this because I already know the outco. I’ll cave as soon as he opens his mouth because he has this power over that I can’t control. First, I have to get myself on my feet and then I can think about the future. Patterson is helping with that by giving this job today. Maybe he’ll have more work for in the future and I’m already coming up with ways to be near him more.
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