Page 33 of Skating the Blue Line
“You told me to,” She answers, a small laugh following it.
“I did, but you don’t seem like the kind of woman that takes orders very well.” I say, a smile spreading across my face.
“If I remember correctly, I followed orders pretty well last night. I even got praised for it.”
Her tone has turned breathy and my cock picks up on it right away.
“That you did.” I say, remembering everything we did last night for the tenth time today. I need to get myself together. “Why did you text, Chloe?”
I’ve spent time around enough women to know that a large majority of the time, they overthink things.
A big one is what they are going to say, followed by when they are going to say it.
Chloe not using my number right away tells me that she probably spent all day thinking about it. Her messaging me most likely came after she had talked herself into it.
“I told you, because you said to,” she answers a little too quickly.
“There’s more to it.” I say, leaning my head back against the sofa cushion.
There’s a long pause on Chloe’s side and as much as I want to break the silence, I don’t.
It’s after sixty-three seconds, I counted in my head, that she finally speaks.
“Because I want to see you again.” Her answer causes my smile to grow even more.
“I want to see you again too, sweetheart, but why do I hear a but at the end of that sentence?” The fact that I can read this woman after just one day is surprising and impressive.
Chloe lets out a sigh, one that I can’t really decipher. “Your season is about to start, right?”
I nod even though she can’t see it. “It is.”
“In a way, so is mine. Rehearsals for the winter shows start up next week. Usually from first rehearsal to the last performance, all I think of is dance. I become like a dancing zombie.”
“You’re committed.” I state, not questioning her devotion to her craft.
“I am. But before I get into that head space, I want to see you and maybe get to know you more, in some capacity. I have a whole week of free time before the craziness hits. .”
If she’s suggesting what I think she is suggesting, I’m here for it.
“And what do you have planned to do during this free time?” I ask, my smile turning into a smirk.
“Well, I texted to see if maybe you wanted to help me with said planning,” her voice gets low and I bet anything that she is biting her bottom lip right now holding back a smile.
“You have one whole week?” I ask.
“I do.”
“I might have a few ideas as to what you can do with that time.” I throw out, my mind already filling with ideas.
“Why don’t you come over and share those ideas with me. That is if you have time tonight of course,” she says in that same sexy voice that my cock loved so much last night.
I’m already getting up from the couch before she even finishes her sentence.
“I’m free. I can be there in twenty minutes.” I slide on my shoes and grab my keys all while Chloe’s laugh sings in my ears.
No time is wasted as I make my way over to Chloe’s and head up the four flights of stairs up to her apartment.
The second that she opens the door for me, I walk in and take her face between my hands and kiss the ever living shit out of her.
