Page 39 of This Much Is True
“I feel it coming on a few more times before the day ends.”
“Why don’t you go get a shower and let me clean up dinner? Then we can watch a movie or something.”
I roll my eyes and walk around him. “I might lie in your room and read a book.”
“You get the couch, remember?”
“Absolutely not. You could’ve joined me in bed.” I stop at the doorway and turn to him. “And I would’ve made it worth your while.”
His nostrils flare.
“But you said no.”
I flash him a sweet smile and head up the stairs.
I wonder if he can make it all night …
Chapter Eleven
Laina
The fucker made it all night.
Chapter Twelve
Laina
“Come on,” Luke says, thrusting a cup of coffee into my hands. “Cheer up. It’s gonna be a beautiful day.”
“Let’s see how you feel about that when you’re wearing my drink.”
He laughs, enjoying my irritation entirely too much for his safety.
In Luke’s defense, he did let me sleep in. In my defense, I could’ve been tired out a lot more easily if he would’ve given in and fucked me last night. Even though that might not have been in our best interests, particularly because I’ll need to leave once the dust settles. But he was adamant, so maybe,just maybe, Luke Marshall isn’t interested in me.
At some point since I’ve been away from Peachwood Falls, it seems Luke has become a choir boy.
Damn him.
I love a thoughtful man.It’s so sexy. It’s such a turn-on. But it’s less appealing when you need an orgasm as badly as you need air, and the man you want to rail you grows a conscience.
“You could try to be a little nicer to me.” He smirks. “I even got up bright and early and drove to Chase’s to borrow a pair of Kennedy’s boots just for you.”
“I feel it coming on.”
“What are you talking about?”
I lean forward and whisper, “I hate you.”
All he does is laugh.
I down the rest of the caffeine and then follow him outside. He’s right—it is a beautiful day. The sun is high and bright, the birds are singing in the trees, and a perfect breeze rolls gently across the driveway as we approach the barn.
“You’re in luck,” he says.
“That’s exactly what I feel.Lucky.”
He rolls his eyes. “The weather has been really nice, so the horses have been in the pasture most of the time. The stalls aren’t awful.”
