Page 5 of His Curvy Lady

I ran over the day’s events in my head, yet they still seemed impossible. The man appeared out of nowhere, invaded my space, and interjected himself into a situation that wasn’t his business to begin with.

While it should piss me off—I mean, really, who did this guy think he was?—it didn’t.

Instead, I found myself entranced. Hypnotized. And fucking horny.

But I couldn’t let some lusty feelings interfere with everything I’d worked so hard to achieve.

I’d let him help with the electricity, insist on paying him, maybe offer him a free massage, and send him on his way.

I had to.

Otherwise, his charm would work its way inside me, and he’d distract me with sex and love and…

No. No distractions. You’ve come this far. Why slip up now?

I tried getting some work done but gave up after a couple of hours. I decided I’d check on Crew and see how it was going. I needed to run home, change into more comfy clothes, feed my cat, Moonpie, and hopefully feed myself.

Exhaustion crept in as I made my way toward the sauna. I stopped by the door for a moment to listen, but all I heard was music playing. When I slipped inside, I found Crew working hard in front of the electrical box with wires sticking out in all directions.

I watched him as he worked; his focus was intense, like the way it had been on me earlier. A part of me wished I were the wires and he was playing me.

Damn, girl, what’s gotten into you?

Him, that’s what.

I studied his long, muscular frame, his shoulders and arms defined with ripples of muscle. I imagined my hands running over the ridges and planes of his hot skin, feeling them bulge beneath my fingertips.

“Hey, you.”

His words pulled me from the trance his body held me in, and I looked up to him looking at me. When did he turn around?

“Hey…uh…I…I was…I was just checking…”

Crew chuckled, the low and deep sound shooting straight to my core.Fuck, he’s good.

“Checking me out or checking on how it’s going?”

I blushed for the millionth time tonight. I was surprised I hadn’t sweat through my top yet. “Checking on how it’s going,” Isaid more confidently than I felt. “I need to run home and feed my cat.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You go ahead. I’ve still got a lot of work to do. It’s probably going to take me all night.”

“No, that’s silly. I’ll push the opening back a couple of days.”

“I don’t want you to.” His face grew more serious.

“It’s no big deal. Honestly, I’ll?—”

“No, Lacey. I’ll work until it’s finished.”

“If you’re sure…can I bring you something to eat or drink?”

“Sure, that’d be great. Anything is good. I’m not picky. Though I’d prefer to be tasting you…” Crew winked, and my heart flipped.

“You can’t resist, can you?”

“Resist what?” He feigned an innocent look.

“You know what. I’ll be back in a bit with dinner.”

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