Shattering Desire - Page 18

CHAPTERSEVEN

The mattress dipped behind her, and Gavin snuggled in against her. The smell of bacon filled the room. Had he already been up and cooked breakfast? Must have. “What time is it?” she asked.

He nuzzled her neck and kissed her earlobe before replying. “Almost ten.”

Damn she slept great. He had a comfortable bed. Her stomach rumbled loudly. “Did you make bacon?”

Rolling her onto her back, he braced himself above her and kissed her breasts. “Sure did. And eggs. Grits. Toast.”

“Wow. I’m starving. Let’s go eat it before it gets cold. Since you went and did all that, that is.” Even as she spoke her objective, her body had a different goal in mind. Her hands rubbed up and down his back and her body lifted to meet his.

Twenty minutes later they left the bed and his bedroom. It surprised her to find the dining table all set. Not only did the food smell amazing, it looked delicious. Gavin went and filled two cups of coffee. “Sit. I can heat everything up.”

“No… no. It will be fine,” she insisted.

“I realized you haven’t had a night off since you started. Do you want to take tonight off?” He spooned some grits on her plate first and then his.

Did he want her to take the night off? If he had to work, she wanted to. “Besides Friday this week, what night are you off? Thursday again?” She took the bowl of eggs he offered and scooped some onto her plate. She watched him for any sign of what he might be thinking. He asked her to spend the night. Did he need a break from her now?

He cocked his head and grinned. “Tomorrow will be the last Thursday I’ll be off since the theme nights start next week. And of course, I want you by my side on those nights.” He winked at her. “Every night. But I wanted to give you the option to take off tonight if you wanted. I don’t want to monopolize all your time. Well, yes, I do, but I don’t want you to get tired of me or the bar either.”

Taking a bite of her toast, she thought about it. “Tonight, the votes are due for next week’s theme. I’d like to be there. Tomorrow since I’ll be off, I’ll go to the print show and order the image for the lobby display.”

Gavin nodded. “Excellent. Today I’ll keep you naked and all to myself.”

And he did. And he took advantage of her lack of clothing throughout the day. She asked him about the guitar and they, well she, lounged around on the sofa while he played for her. He strummed the strings, and they even sang together to “Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Deep Blue Something”and to “Circles by Post Malone”.

She always enjoyed singing but didn’t consider herself a good singer, but it felt natural to join him. They actually harmonized well together. They did so in a lot of ways. Hard to believe she met him only a little over a week ago. Hard to believe he made her so happy.

Would things change once they stepped out of their current bubble? Would the reality check of the reception on Friday be detrimental?

Only if she let it. Right?

* * *

Besides the fewhours she went to the print shop on Thursday, she and Gavin had not been apart much. She stayed at his house Wednesday and Thursday night. On Friday, she left at lunchtime and went home. She wanted to take her time and get ready for their big night out. It seemed strange being without him that afternoon.

She tried to not let her nerves get the best of her. Being without him gave her time to question everything. Everything from taking a date to the event. Taking a younger date to the event. Seeing Beverly. Wow. She still hadn’t spoken or heard anything from her best friend.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she lifted her hair off her neck and wondered if she should wear it up or down. Her phone buzzed. An incoming text from Gavin. “I am stoked to see you in the garter and hose. No panties though. None.”

Seriously? It did sound kind of dirty and daring. Only the two of them would know. It would provide her with something else to focus on besides everyone else and what they might be thinking.

“Alrighty,” she responded.

Finally satisfied with her hair and makeup, she sat on the ottoman and slid the black hose up her legs. They were soft. Next, she put on the garter belt and attached the hose. Instantly she felt sexy. It seemed strange not having any panties on, but she planned on going braless anyway. It sucked she bought the fancy matching bra with the garter belt, but she wouldn’t be wearing it with the dress she bought that morning. The front dipped low between her breasts, almost to her navel. And the back corresponded with the front. Not quite as low, as she could wear the garter belt, but it left a lot of skin exposed.

Since she went with her hair pulled in a loose updo, she chose dangly earrings. She fastened her strappy sandals, stepped into her dress, and finished it all off with a simple gold bracelet. The doorbell rang. She stopped in front of her full-length mirror and checked out her reflection. It pleased her. She always hated having small boobs, but the dress wouldn’t fall correctly if she had bigger ones.

Her feet slid more than usual in the heels because of the hose as she hurriedly walked to the front door. Unlocking it and pulling it open, her breath caught, and her pulse quickened seeing Gavin. He wore a navy-blue suit with a crisp white shirt. He could certainly be a model on any magazine.

His mouth fell and he gushed, “You look fucking fabulous, Lanie. Good Lord. This is gonna kill me.”

Sidestepping his hand as he extended it aiming directly for the side slit of her dress. “No, no, no. I did as you requested, but there can’t be any of that until after and we are away from the reception.”

She wanted to get him out of his clothes too. But she couldn’t even allow teasing to occur. Judging by their lack of discretion in the last week when it came to fulfilling their desires during times and places they shouldn’t, the reception demanded she exercise absolute self-control. And him too.

Thank goodness she lived within five minutes of the club. Gavin had the smirk of a devilish scoundrel plastered on his beautiful face. Several times she playfully slapped his hand as he caressed her hose covered thigh because he tested the boundaries moving higher and higher.

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