Page 53 of Every Bit As Perfect
How soon before he began sending me tips for weight loss and targeted exercise plans for my ‘problem areas’?
And what would it take to get over someone like him?
“It’s just, right now I’m so busy with the fundraiser coming up, and the Halloween party, there’s a lot going on and–”
“You running scared?”
I blinked.How to answer that question.
His eyes softening, he reminded me, “The only thing I’m asking from you is honesty.”
I wanted to lie, but he’d given me so much, and asked for so little in return.“Yes.A bit.It’s just that I haven’t ever exposed myself like I did with you, not to anyone, and I feel a bit raw.”
“Okay, little one.Thank you for telling me.”
He bent to gather his things.
Would he drop it so easily?Drop me so easily?
“You left,” I blurted.
Straightening, his eyebrows rose as he gave me his attention.“I’m sorry?”
My eyes skittered back and forth, mentally berating myself for bringing it up.
“Are you talking about Monday morning?”
I nodded.
“Harley, I left because you needed space.Not because I wanted to.”He offered me a wry half smile.“Besides, if I’d stayed, you would have woken up with my face buried between your thighs.”
I slapped my thighs together and stared up at him, mouth agape.
His gaze sharpened on my thighs.“Yeah,” he rasped.“Just like that, baby.Around my fucking ears.”
My breath hitched, my eyes wide.“Daire,” I breathed.
Rockstar good looks.
Kindergarten teacher.
Dirty talker?
Who needed my mom’s book club if I could have this?
Moving closer, he cupped my jaw and dragged his thumb along my lower lip.“I’ll back off for now, Harley.But I’m telling you now.Once you let me in?It’s full fucking steam ahead.”
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Thursdaymorning,Dairegreetedme with nothing more than a smile and a friendly squeeze of my shoulder.
No flirtation.
No suggestive banter.
No sexual innuendos.
