Nowhere within the neighborhood of what I used to be anticipating, a small snicker breaks away from me. “Um, not likely. I don’t normally eat this late at night time. However when you are-”

“Gracie, I’m a hockey participant. I’m at all times hungry,” he laughs. “I wasn’t even fascinated by the time, sorry. Don’t fear, both; I’ll reside.”

Anddd… we’re again to smothering, lifeless air—parked on the facet of the highway, late at night time—each pondering the identical factor, equally afraid to broach wherever close to the topic aloud. I steal a peek at him out of the nook of my eye, and he chooses that actual second to show his head towards me, a timid, endearing grin slowly curling his mouth.

“Gracie.”

“Brewer.”

“I want you to assist me out right here. I’m in unfamiliar territory, and I don’t have a clue the place or methods to get a map.”

God, he’s attractive. An actual-life, steal-your-breath-and-wet-your-panties marvel—someway capable of mildew his weak and chivalrous request right into a seductive, manly temptation.

A temptation I don’t need to withstand, or waste any extra time that I could possibly be utilizing to take pleasure in it, him, by feigning ladylike innocence. Life is just too quick for any of that nonsense, and I’d be a rattling idiot to go up a shot at a lot as a second of bliss with Brewer Hayes. Males like him aren’t precisely ready across the nook.

So accordingly, shamelessly, I froth on the mouth just like the bitch in warmth I’m—my safety-net excuse already tucked in my pocket— crazed by the cobwebs.

“You realize the entire ‘I don’t normally do that kind of factor’speech that some ladies give, regardless that they shouldn’t must, since males by no means really feel the necessity to justify themselves?” He smiles, shiny and broad, eyes alight with mirth, and nods. “Okay, take that spiel, which sadly, is 100% correct in my case, then tack on…” I clear my throat, take a couple of deep breaths in, out, then let free what’s going to undoubtedly be, and stay, probably the most mortifying utterance of my total life.

“Up till final week, I used to be a cat girl; full-fledged. I even inherited my grandma’s rocking chair and the afghan that’s nonetheless hanging over the again of it. The one purpose I lastly came over Nikki is as a result of Tink, my cat, died. It actually was her time to go; poor factor was so outdated, half-blind, bumped into walls-” I cease mid-ramble and squeeze my eyes shut from a complete new batch of humiliation… having simply made it even worse than already forecasted. However someway, I forge on—too late to show again now.

“In case I didn’t fairly cowl it and there’s any confusion, sure, my cat died.” I try to play it off with dry wit. “My dad and mom moved to a swanky retirement group by the ocean some time again, and I’m an solely youngster. So, aside from my college students—oh, I’m a third-grade instructor by the best way—Tink was all I had in my on a regular basis life. Being single is tough; courting simply isn’t what it was, with all of the expertise and web sites there are actually. And, I reside in a reasonably small city, so I dated, and vetoed, any single, midway respectable guys a very long time in the past.”

I take one other break in my babbling and pry my eyes open, decided to keepthem open this time, to gauge his response. You realize, on the off-chance he may like a flip to talk—for the primary time in a number of minutes. It appears not, although. He merely stares, a sure glimmer in hiseyes that may simply idiot a woman into believing he truly finds her nonsensical soliloquy attention-grabbing.

Lastly, within the baritone of scandal, he prompts, “Go on.”

Huh. Both he’s a glutton, simply as lonely as I’m… or has a really skewed opinion on what’s attention-grabbing.

“Too late for this, I understand, however… lengthy story quick?” I sigh. “I haven’t had intercourse in three years. Three. I need to. With you, Brewer Hayes. Not since you’re a hockey star. I’ve been to 2 video games in my life—each yours—so clearly not a deal maker for me. I need to have intercourse with you as a result of… the wink, smirk, choosing me out of the group, looking me down, sending the totally ahead observe” —we each frivolously snigger—“all of it; turned me on. I felt pursued, exhilarated, extra excited than I’ve been about something in a really very long time. And, it doesn’t harm that you’re, indubitably, the sexiest man I’ve ever seen in my life. I need your huge sturdy physique on prime of me, below me, overwhelming me. And I’m not gonna apologize or really feel ashamed about it.”

There, I mentioned it. Laid all my playing cards on the desk—which actually, felt fairly rattling good. To finally, for as soon as, solid apart any and all ridiculous guidelines, stigmas, double-standards or fears… and simply go for it.

It’d in all probability really feel even higher if he’d reply, reassure me, snigger, cough, sneeze— at this level, I’d take something—however he provides nothing.

Not a peep.

He shifts in his seat and begins the truck, then pulls away from the curb and onto the principle road… all whereas persevering with to offer me nada. I’m guessing it’s as a result of he’s too targeted on beelining straight to Nikki’s to drop my jabbering, harlot ass again off the place he discovered me.

And if that’s the case— so be it. I’m nonetheless pleased with myself; for taking an opportunity, a daring, courageous shot at what I need.

“I’m sorry your cat died.”

That’s what he says to shatter the silence.

My head snaps to the left in utter bafflement, and of its personal spontaneous shock, full-body laughter bursts out of me.

“What? I’m sorry. I can let you know actually liked your cat and shedding it broke your candy little coronary heart. That breaks my coronary heart for you.” He reaches over and blindly finds my hand, giving it a squeeze.

I catch my breath sufficient to answer, “It did, sure, and thanks, however… I wasn’t anticipating that to be the half to catch your consideration. Thought possibly it’d be my blatant proposition that snagged it first.”

“Oh, it did, and that’ll be occurring, repeatedly, as quickly as we get to my home. However providing my condolences appeared just like the least I might do, contemplating.”

“Contemplating what?”

He waits till we’re caught at a crimson mild to look over at me, sporting a disarming grin, and solutions. “Gracie, if I’m not into you adequate to really feel unhealthy that you simply misplaced your little kitty buddy, then I’ve received no proper to do to you all of the issues I’m about to.”

He winks… and drives.

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