Page 149 of Accidental Theirs
Dominic takes a half hour to respond.
I’ll be there.
I wish I knew what was going on in his head.
He’s always been so possessive, and I can’t imagine anything good is running through his mind right now.
I need time to sit down and talk with him, but right now, my hormones are working overtime and I just want them.
I put on a simple black dress, no underwear, knowing I’ll need easy access. Just for fun, I put on a pair of thigh-highfishnets and a pair of black stilettos that make mealmostas tall as Damien but not quite.
Sebastian and Dominic are already in Damien’s driveway when I arrive five minutes early.
I ring the doorbell, and Damien answers, wearing a partially unbuttoned shirt and a pair of tailored black slacks.
He’s barefoot, and looks freshly showered. He smells like sandalwood, and I want to eat him alive when he pulls me close.
“You look incredible,” he murmurs right against the shell of my ear, and I shiver.
“Thank you.”
“You didn’t have to dress up for us, little girl,” Sebastian drawls, standing over near the bar with a glass of clear liquid and a few cubes of ice. He shakes the ice at me. “Want a drink?”
He’s wearing a pair of tight jeans and a black t-shirt that stretches across his chest.
“Since I can’t exactly have a dirty martini, water works just fine.”
He gives me a small smile and grabs me a bottle from the fridge.
Is it just me, or is he acting strangely? Seeming a little nervous?
What were they talking about before I showed up?
“Where’s Dom?” I ask, just as the man comes out of the bathroom, drying his hands on his slacks.
He must have come from work, wearing no suit jacket but a vest and shirt.
“Look at you.” His words are low and rumbling in his chest.
I flush, stepping closer to him with a smile. “You like the dress?”
“I like what’s inside the dress.”
He kisses my temple, pulling me close briefly.
It’s not as warm a greeting as I would have liked.
When I take the water from Sebastian, his fingers linger on mine, and he winks at me.
I flush even deeper, taking a big gulp.
My body is screaming to be touched.
I finish my water quickly, and Sebastian offers me another, but I shake my head. I ate a couple of hours ago, and I’m ready for anything.
“You guys are awfully quiet.”
“Just waiting for you to take the lead, little girl.”
