Page 18 of Maid Fohr Love
My nostrils swelled. So did my heart. And, my chest as I withdrew air from the space between us to fill my lungs.
I gulped from the wine. Words had failed me once again. But, thankfully, this time, movement was obtainable. I tilted the cup upward until the liquid stopped pouring down my throat. It was then that I came to the conclusion that my effort to avoid Fohr’s question had failed and he was still waiting for my response.
He extended his arm, offering me something stronger. Though I should’ve taken the bait, I declined. My head moved from one side to the other. He shrugged with a tip of his head.
“Well, then,” he whispered and then took another sip from his glass.
I watched as it ran the length of his upper half until it was back between his thighs.
“Answer me.”
Something had happened over the last few hours. Something that left me baffled and utterly deranged. Something that left him inquisitive and more direct than he’d been since I walked through his door.
Something.
And, I had every reason to believe that dinner was the foundation for whatever it was.
“Does your proximity scare me?” I repeated his question as I cleared the fog in my head.
He’d given me minutes, yet I still wasn’t any closer to giving him an answer.
Come on, Kit. Come on.I pled, needing to find the perfect words to sum up whatever it was I was feeling toward Fohr. The issue stemmed from there being so many feelings at once that I didn’t know which to tap into.
As if he wasn’t close enough already, Fohr slid to the edge of his seat. So did his fully extended weapon. Together, they prepared to unravel me.
Beads of sweat formed on my skin. I could feel myself growing sticky between the legs. Nothing and everything made sense at once. My level of attraction to the man before me was jarring.
“Does my proximity scare you,Kit?”
My name rolled off his tongue like his favorite word in the dictionary. Unable to control my movements at the sound of it, my head lifted and fell. The slow, unintentional nod forced him backward in his seat.
Defeat covered his handsome features. Apprehension covered mine. Whatever was happening between us at the moment was grueling and pleasurable at once.
“Why?” He asked before taking another sip from his drink, “What have I done to you?”
He lowered the glass after a quick sip, anticipating my explanation. I hardly had one, so I released the closest thing to the truth I could muster.
“Exist.”
“My existence scares you?”
His thick, full eyebrows raised simultaneously.
“That and the aftermath of your weekly rotation of women. I’ve seen the mess you make. Women must be coming in and out of here in groups of threes. You tried to put me in the suite where all types of human DNA is floating around.
“There haven’t been many times I’ve felt violated but that was certainly one. And, let’s not even begin on the situation with your ex-girlfriend. She didn’t deserve what you did to her and especially not for the world to see.”
“I have slept at this home a total of five nights since I purchased it, one of which happened to be last night. I had no idea I offended you by choosing the secondary master suite. I thought I was giving you the next best in the house. Had I known it was full of human fluids, I would’ve let you take my suite instead.”
“That’s not your suite?”
“No. It’s not. It belongs to no one. My section of the house is off limits, and you never have to clean that portion of the house because I’m never there. I have a condo I call home. This place is too big and too fucking lonely for me to even consider staying here without a wife and children to share it with.”
“Then who–”
“My brother has keys to my home and is here more often than not. I wasn’t aware of his– I mean, I am aware, but I wasn’t aware it’s been going on in my home. I apologize. I wouldn’t have put your things in there if– yeah. My bad about that is all I’m going to say. I just hope you can accept that.”
He was apologizing for someone else’s actions when it should’ve been me apologizing for judging him without knowing the full story. My claims and assumptions were justified, but they felt completely foolish now that the truth was apparent.
