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Story: Hiding Forever
“Violated.”
He nods.
“Hurt.”
His jaw clenches. “Social media is bullshit. You are one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. You’re perfect exactly as you are. You know that, right?” He cups my cheeks.
“Thank you.” I sniffle but can’t look him in the eyes.
“Look at me,” he murmurs.
I take a second, then meet his navy gaze.
“I was shocked when I first saw you by the pool. Shocked because you are so stunning. Your body, your face, your skin, your eyes. You are a walking fantasy.”
I laugh but it’s weak. “You don’t have to say this. I’ll be fine.”
“I’m telling you the truth.”
I nod and lower my forehead to his chest. “Thanks.”
“You don’t believe me.” He isn’t asking. “I masturbated to you in the shower after we met. How’s that for honesty?”
I lift my face and choke on a laugh as I stare at him, trying to gauge whether he’s telling the truth.
He holds my gaze and gives me a reassuring nod.
“You masturbated to me?”
He nods again, shamelessly.
My cheeks heat, along with other parts of me. I shouldn’t be aroused by this but I so am.Kiss him. No. Don’t. Yes. Kiss him and forget everything else.I bet sex with him would be a thoughtful, amazing experience.
I focus on his lips. Instead of kissing him, I ask, “Who are these other beautiful women you’ve seen?” I try for teasing. “Anyone I know?”
His tense features relax with a smile. “A few celebrities and music artists.” He shrugs.
“Anyone not famous? Besides me?”
His Adam’s apple bobs with a deep swallow and his gaze drifts to the side.
“That would be a yes.”
His eyes find mine again. “She doesn’t matter.”
I smile with understanding and leave it at that. If Riley wants to tell me about her, he will.
I search the floor around our feet for Itty-bitty. “She’s gone!” I gasp.
The plan was to keep the kittens in the family room. The entire pool house is big enough for them to get lost.
“Itty-bitty?” I check under the desk and bed.
Riley moves the curtains, looking for her, too.
I find her sleeping under the bed near the headboard and wall. “I can’t reach her.”
“Let me.”
He nods.
“Hurt.”
His jaw clenches. “Social media is bullshit. You are one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. You’re perfect exactly as you are. You know that, right?” He cups my cheeks.
“Thank you.” I sniffle but can’t look him in the eyes.
“Look at me,” he murmurs.
I take a second, then meet his navy gaze.
“I was shocked when I first saw you by the pool. Shocked because you are so stunning. Your body, your face, your skin, your eyes. You are a walking fantasy.”
I laugh but it’s weak. “You don’t have to say this. I’ll be fine.”
“I’m telling you the truth.”
I nod and lower my forehead to his chest. “Thanks.”
“You don’t believe me.” He isn’t asking. “I masturbated to you in the shower after we met. How’s that for honesty?”
I lift my face and choke on a laugh as I stare at him, trying to gauge whether he’s telling the truth.
He holds my gaze and gives me a reassuring nod.
“You masturbated to me?”
He nods again, shamelessly.
My cheeks heat, along with other parts of me. I shouldn’t be aroused by this but I so am.Kiss him. No. Don’t. Yes. Kiss him and forget everything else.I bet sex with him would be a thoughtful, amazing experience.
I focus on his lips. Instead of kissing him, I ask, “Who are these other beautiful women you’ve seen?” I try for teasing. “Anyone I know?”
His tense features relax with a smile. “A few celebrities and music artists.” He shrugs.
“Anyone not famous? Besides me?”
His Adam’s apple bobs with a deep swallow and his gaze drifts to the side.
“That would be a yes.”
His eyes find mine again. “She doesn’t matter.”
I smile with understanding and leave it at that. If Riley wants to tell me about her, he will.
I search the floor around our feet for Itty-bitty. “She’s gone!” I gasp.
The plan was to keep the kittens in the family room. The entire pool house is big enough for them to get lost.
“Itty-bitty?” I check under the desk and bed.
Riley moves the curtains, looking for her, too.
I find her sleeping under the bed near the headboard and wall. “I can’t reach her.”
“Let me.”
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