Page 205 of Choosing You

He just laughs, then flips on the overhead lights and answers the door. He probably wouldn’t have even cared if his dad had walked in on us doing it. Guys. I don’t understand them. They have no shame. I would die if Frank or Ryan ever caught Garret and me together. I’d never be able to look at them again.

“I’m going into the office for a few hours,” his dad says. “Go ahead and have dinner without me. Also, I had someone tow your car out of that field. We can’t salvage it, so I called the BMW dealer. They’ll have a new one out here in the morning.”

“Okay. Thanks for doing that.”

His dad looks at me. “If you need anything during your stay, Jade, just tell the housekeeper. Garret can introduce you to her.”

“Okay. Thanks.” I’m sure my face is bright red.

His dad leaves and Garret shuts the door.

“He totally knew what we were doing!” I whisper to Garret.

“He only knew because you gave it away, blushing and acting all nervous.” He kisses me. “You’re funny. You act like we’re 13 or something. My dad seriously doesn’t care.”

“Still. It’s embarrassing.”

“Relax.” He leads me back to the bed. “He’s gone now. We can continue where we left off.”

“I don’t know, Garret. After everything that’s happened, it doesn’t seem like the right time.” I say it, but I don’t even try to push him away. “I think we should wait.”

He slides his hand under my shirt and along my waist as he draws me closer. I don’t know how he does it, but just his touch on my bare skin makes my body ache for him.

“Is this one of those times when you’re acting like you don’t want something but you really do?”

“Yes,” I say, breathless.

He smiles.

I give in. I have no choice. I have to have him.

The sex is great as always, but the second it’s over I push Garret off me and quickly get up and start dressing, fearing someone else might come knocking on the door. Maybe the housekeeper. Or some other person who works there.

“What’s the rush?” Garret asks, even though he knows why.

“I’m not rushing. I’m just getting dressed.”

“The door is locked, Jade. Nobody’s coming in.”

Garret gets out of bed, completely naked and looking beyond perfect. I really don’t see him naked that much. I usually close my eyes during sex or look at his face. But I should look more often because, damn, he looks good. Tight ass, muscular shoulders, those freaking abs.

I glance away, trying not to gawk at his naked body.

“You can look, you know,” he says as he takes a clean t-shirt from his closet. “I’m yours. You can look all you want. You can touch, too. An added bonus.”

“Yeah. I got it.” I feel my face heating up.

He kisses me on his way to get his jeans off the floor. “I love that it embarrasses you like that. It’s sweet. And innocent.”

“I’m neither one of those things.”

He smiles. “Of course you’re not.”

He gets dressed and we go down to the kitchen. My new friend, Charles, is there, cooking dinner. “Jade, I heard you were staying with us.”

“Just for a couple weeks.”

“So I guess I should get some donuts made for breakfast.”

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