Page 14 of Read Me, Baby
He’s right. I’ve been content with my life but it has become stagnant. Then all it took was one glance at Nina and the fire came racing through my veins. It was like I reawakened to things I’ve been missing for years.
A good woman. An amazing love. I deserve that.
A soft voice carries through the vents and we all freeze.
“It’s like she’s calling to you, man.” Wes snickers and Maverick nods enthusiastically.
“I think you should send us home and go talk to her.” Maverick says.
I laugh again. “You just want to cut out early.”
“Yes” they reply in unison.
“Fine. Go.”
“We’re only leaving if you agree to go talk to her.”
“Oh, I’m going,” I say with a wink. “Don’t you worry.”
I quickly make my way to the second floor hoping she’s still there, and the closer I get, I hear her words loud and clear.
And they’re fucking turning me on.
“I lap at the pre-cum dripping from the end of his dick, humming appreciatively. “Mmm…you taste so good…””
I hear her gasp and I turn the corner just in time to see her slam the book closed. I watch her closely, taking note of her rapid breaths and flushed skin.
Is she turned on, too?
“That was something,” I say quietly as I lean against the door and watch her.
She jumps, her face reddening further as she gasps, “You shouldn’t be spying on me.”
“I’m not spying. I figured you were here and came to say hi.”
“Mm.”
I walk in, checking out the chalkboard with the events and book club, giving her time to compose herself. “Is this the new lineup?”
She comes and stands next to me as I pull one of the copies from the shelf. “Yes, Mrs. Holly put everything up for the next three months. We’ll be making our way through Bella Valentino’s backlist.”
“Have you read her?”
“I have a while back,” she replies as she lightly touches the books on the shelf. “None of her new stuff though.”
“You don’t read anymore?”
“I’m just trying to get a hold of,” She pauses and waves her hands around the room before continuing, “all of this. I wasn’t told I’d have to read aloud or run a book club.”
“Would you have taken the job if you knew?”
She mulls the question over in her head, then turns her back to me, walking to place the book on the shelf. “Are you done working? It’s still hot in here.”
“It's hotter where I'm standing.” She pauses then turns to me with fire in her eyes.
“Mrs. Holly told me about you. Do you get all your lines from books?” She stands with her hands on her hips, bringing my attention to all of her curves.
I bark out a laugh. “I knew that woman would out me. That makes four.”