Page 31 of Marvelous

And thoughts of what those talented fingers could to do to me.

Thoughts of what those lips could do to me.

Thoughts of what that hard, muscled body could do to me...

And now, I lie here in his bed.

Alone.

So hot and bothered that it was ridiculous.

I shook my head.

Cassandra Rae Skye, you are not that woman. You know your worth. So, buckle up, buttercup. Shove ice on your hoo-ha and tell it to chill the fuck out.

I was listening to the quiet.

Last night, I tried to fall asleep, but all I kept doing was inhaling his amazing scent in the sheets.

I wanted a bottle of that to sniff whenever I wanted to.

Would that be weird?

Probably.

Then I heard him get up, and I followed suit.

If I thought that last night was a fluke with how well we seemed to be around each other, I realized that I couldn’t have been more wrong.

He saw me in the hallway and winked, “Sleep alright?”

I nodded, “Would it be a crime if I stole your bed and moved it into my place today?”

He laughed, then shook his head, “Probably, but I might let you have it.”

I grinned.

Just then, a phone pinged.

He checked his phone and shook his head, “Wasn’t mine.”

I nodded, “It had to be mine then.”

I looked around his place, trying to remember where it was.

He chuckled, “Pretty sure it’s in your bag,” he said as he tilted his head to the farthest counter in the kitchen.

And yeah, there my bag sat.

He winked as I moved over to it.

I opened my bag and dug it out.

And when I saw the name on my screen, I smiled.

But I frowned at the next two names I also saw.

Harlee – Sorry about last night. By the time I got out of the bath, it was already too late to text you back. Did Alec get you where you needed to go?