Page 1 of Come Apart
Chapter One
Laurie greets me with her usual goofy smile.
"Is it time for the daily booty call already?" She smirks as she motions for me to step inside, not bothering to wait for a response. "You can head on back—she's in the yard."
"Thanks," I return, stepping inside. "And if you're feeling jealous of our booty calls, maybe it's time to have a couple of your own," I tease.
She rolls her eyes, waving her hand in a dismissive gesture.
"Please—if I want a booty call, I can get one."
I grin, shaking my head as I walk through the house.
I don't doubt it.
The backyard—and God, is it a backyard—is huge and landscaped immaculately. The already lovely area is currently awash in the soft, orange glow of sunset.
And there's Alyssa, sitting on the couch, hoodie wrapped around her bare legs.
She's reading her Kindle, of course. Probably something English majors ignore in favor of Cliff Notes.
"Some lawyer here to see you," Laurie announces.
"I hope you're not in trouble," Alyssa mimics, her voice blending seamlessly with Laurie's.
She rolls her eyes, but the fond smile softens the teasing.
Laurie folds her arms over her chest, arching a brow. "You know I write comedy for a living."
"It eludes explanation." Alyssa looks up at me—a quick glance to register my presence—then back down to her book. Her lips curl into a warm, secretive smile. "I have a chapter to finish."
That smile could melt glaciers.
Of course, I might be a bit biased.
But just a bit.
She's definitely won over more than a few hearts with that smile on screen.
I wait the few seconds she takes to finish reading.
She likes to tease me like this sometimes, but it isn't difficult for me to take.
The view keeps me entertained.
And gives me time to plan out exactly how I'm going to fuck her next.
If she could hear my thoughts, I doubt she'd be able to read another word.
But she can't.
So she just finishes the chapter and sets her Kindle aside.
Her attention shifts to me.
I feel the heat of it immediately.
I'm clearly not the only one thinking ahead.
