“Hey, Scott! It’s Azurdee. I’m so sorry that I’m a day early.”
I smiled and shook my head. I glanced at the clock. It was nearly nine, and I was pretty sure that Scott and Jessie were going to be home soon.
“Come on up. I’ll meet you on the front porch.”
“Okay!”
I quickly walked to the front door and out onto the porch. I perched myself up against the post and waited to lay my sights on the P.U.R.E. Azurdee.
How in the hell does a girl in her early twenties stay a virgin these days?
As I saw her Toyota Camry pull up and park, I couldn’t help but smile when I saw it was a Hybrid. The moment she stepped out of the car, she stretched, and my knees about buckled. I grabbed on to the railing.
Holy fucking shit. That hasn’t happened in a long time. Get a grip, for Christ’s sake, Williams. She’s just another pussy. You’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all.
I watched her as she took her hair down from her ponytail. She had long, wavy dark brown hair that went down to the middle of her back. She pulled it back up into a ponytail as she turned and saw me standing there. I followed her eyes as they moved up and down my body. When her eyes caught mine, she smiled.
Jesus Christ.
“You most certainly are not Scott,” she said with a smile.
It took me all of thirty seconds to get my wits about me. “No, ma’am, I am not. You must be Azurdee,” I said as I made my way down to her car.
I put my hand out, and she shook it. I was pretty damn sure she just felt the same thing I did when we touched.
She looked away quickly before glancing back at me and focusing in on my lips. “You have an advantage on me, it seems. Mister…”
“Lark Williams, old college friend of Scott’s. Going to be staying for a few days.”
I purposely licked my lips and bit down on my bottom lip. She sucked in a small breath as her caramel eyes darkened. They were breathtaking, and I swore they sparkled.
Those are the most beautiful brown eyes I’ve ever seen. I wonder what they would look like when fucking her.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Williams,” she said with the cutest damn smile I’d ever seen.
“Lark, please call me Lark.”
She nodded and looked around. “Azurdee Emerson. Are Jessie and Scott here?”
She seemed nervous as hell, and I couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
“I promise I won’t bite, sweetheart,” I said with a wink.
“Azurdee.”
I tilted my head at her. Feisty. “You don’t like the word sweetheart?” I asked.
Now, it was her turn to lick her lips before biting down on her bottom lip. She tilted her head back as she said, “Oh, I love the word sweetheart. I just don’t like it coming from a guy who probably bags at least two girls a week.”
My mouth dropped open as she pushed past me. She opened her trunk and started to pull out her suitcase. Then, she stopped and looked at me.
Pure, my fucking ass.
I walked over and took the suitcase from her. I made my way into the house and up the stairs as she pulled out her cell phone and called Jessie. From the sound of it, Jessie was freaking out that Azurdee was here alone with me.
“Honestly, Jess, I’m fine. It was my fault for coming in a day early. I finished up work, and I was so excited to see you that I didn’t even think of calling.”
I made a beeline straight to the bedroom next to mine. Before I walked into the room, she cleared her throat. I stopped and turned around to see her standing outside the bedroom at the end of the hall. She smiled and pointed into the room.