Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Maci is going to be tied to me in every way possible.
“I’m a mess. I didn’t even tell you why I was leaving Vegas.” Her hands hold on to my biceps, and I pull her into my lap to get her off her feet.
“Tell me now.” I wrap her up, much like I did in the jet today, and she settles in.
“It’s a lot, and I’m not proud of staying when I really wasn’t wanted. Here goes nothing,” she says on an exhale. There isn’t a dramatic bone in Maci’s body. What you see is what you get. Her personality doesn’t change because she’s around someone else. She’s true to her core and good down to her bones.
“Okay, well, I walked in on my now ex, Chad the chode, with his secretary. His pants were down, she was laid over his desk, completely naked. He never stopped the entire time we had it out, either. So cliché. I swear I felt for the woman beneath him. Chad could hardly ever get me off, barely knew where to find a clit.” I chuckle at the name and how he didn’t make her come. He must be a selfish bastard. Maci is hot, even hotter when she’s in the throes of ecstasy. “I’d been living with him, working for his father, and yes, I was that girl who chased after him. Then it all imploded on me the same week I lost my boyfriend, no big loss there, but I lost my job. That one stung, especially since dear old daddy blacklisted me with every other advertising firm in the country, or so it seemed at the time, and I also lost my place to live.”
Her gaze is on mine, waiting for me to say something, and I’m letting her have this time to get it off her chest.
“Well, I did what anyone else would do. I boxed all my shit up, shipped it back home, stayed to get my last check, and then came home. Where I now live with my parents, who think it’s fun to include me in all their old people activities. I’m lucky in the sense that I found Samuel with my new job. He’s been keeping me busy, and I’m not having to play bingo and drink at two in the afternoon on a random weekday. There, that’s my story, and before you ask, no, I wasn’t looking for you to heal my broken heart because it wasn’t broken to begin with. Chad the chode was comfortable until he wasn’t, and honestly, you gave me more pleasure in one night than I’d ever experienced before.” She huffs out another breath. “That’s my drama. Now I’m not sure what I’m going to do or how things are going to go. I mean, we barely know one another, and the sex plus the attraction we have is off the charts amazing, but what if nothing else is compatible?” I lick my lips before responding. Maci’s eyes lock on them, and her cheeks heat with desire.
“We all have a past. It doesn’t define you. You also didn’t sit and stew. You got away, re-started your life, and in doing so, we met. The sex is shit fucking hot. Think you know that with the way my dick stays permanently hard around you. The rest we’ll figure out as we go. Hate to say it, depending on what Luke says, you might have to find a different job.” I’m hoping she doesn’t. I’d rather have her on my plane right alongside Samuel with the knowledge of her being right there with me.
“Don’t put the cart before the horse. If I can’t fly, I’ll find another job. I’m sure the local dollar store is hiring.” I toss my head back and laugh. It’s deep and throaty, and the only reason I stop is when Maci’s fingers slide down the front of my throat.
“We’re doing this. Which means we’ll work the kinks out along the way. Today, we find out the news. Pretty sure we both know what the answer will be. Then we head back to my place, I feed you dinner, we get some rest, and tomorrow, we’ll figure out the rest, yeah?” My mouth brushes hers, awaiting her answer.
“Yeah.” It doesn’t take long, and I use her reply to gain entrance with my tongue. Just as I’m about to take this a step further, there’s a knock on the door.
“Hi, I’m here to take Ms. Vesper to do a urinalysis, then Doctor Camden will be back in,” one of Luke’s nurses says with a chart in her hand.
“I guess I’ll be back,” Maci says to me.
“I’ll be right here, babe.” She climbs off my lap. I stand, and my hand goes to her lower back as she walks to the door. I only drop it when she follows the nurse out into the hall. I pull out my phone and pull up a contact. I’ve got plans to make, and the sooner they happen, the better.