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Shaking my head, I couldn’t help but smile. He was so sassy and cute, and I just adored it.
“Alright,” I said then and tried to hang up the call, but he stopped me with more conversation.
“Are you ready?” he asked just as I stood before the mirror and pulled the towels from my hair and body.
I couldn’t believe he had touched me so intimately in every single place.
“You?” I asked as I grabbed my breast and shut my eyes, imagining it was him. I truly couldn’t wait till tonight because he had promised me that he’d take me apart in the shower, and I honestly couldn’t wait.
“Almost. Would have been faster but I kept thinking about you in there.”
“Maybe we should have just fucked then. Would have definitely sped me up.”
This made me smile. I should have just shied away, but I wanted to start cranking up the heat for our later evening plans.
“What exactly did you do? A-as you thought of me, I mean.”
The stuttering ruined it, so it couldn’t be sexy. I sighed then and shook my head at just how unnecessarily fidgeting I was.
“I rubbed it out,” he replied matter of factly. “Twice. The glass in my stall is fucking stained.”
My heart stuttered.
“That much?”
“It would have flooded your mouth.”
“Fuck,” I cursed, startling us both. We both went quiet for a while, and then I started to apologize.
“Uh- sorry about that.” I said, and then burst out laughing.
“Meet me downstairs soon,” he said. “I'll be waiting with a car. Thirty minutes, okay?”
I nodded immediately and reluctantly ended the call.
Chapter Forty-Nine
Drake
She was running a bit late, but it was okay since I knew she would be heading out anytime soon. I wanted to call her just to hear her voice, but I didn't want to put unnecessary pressure on her, so I waited. I was soon rewarded because barely thirty seconds later, she was bounding down the stairs. She had a pair of heels on, but they weren’t too high, so I guess this was how she could head over so speedily. She slowed down, though, when she finally noticed me and then began to walk normally. I was almost amused. I would have been, but I couldn't account for how breathtaking she looked.
I was standing, waiting for her at the base of the stairs, conversing with Scott. There had been no reason for me to wait but I did. In a way, tonight seemed like our first date. Even though it was going to be Aurora’s wedding, but as I perused my outfit – a gleaming white shirt and polished shoes. I wasn’t going to let this magical evening go to waste.
She had on a silk waistcoat along with matching shirt, and then a string of pearls draped around her slim neck. Her hair was pulled back and ordered accordingly, and although her makeup was light, her lips were so red and gorgeous that I nearly swore to myself. Kissing them was the first thing I'd do after she came within reach. But because there were people passing all about and coming to say hello, I kept my hands to myself and controlled my impulse. She arrived, and I gave her a look before giving attention to the man who had just approached me. He was a guest staying in the mansion, but there was a little catering out back that they were hoping the main family could come join soon.
Aurora still hadn't left, but in a few minutes, and according to David, he would be able to get her to leave. As soon as I got the text message from him, I turned to Scott to give him the signal. He headed back to the car he had driven over with and retrieved her dress. One of the housekeepers showed him to her room where he would hand it over to David.
“I'll be back soon,” I told the man after confirming that I had been absent because there had been urgent business matters in the city to attend to. I turned around then and, without thinking, extended my hand. I realized at that moment what I had just done, but before I could retract it, a warm, slender hand took hold of it and brought herself along to my side. My heart pitter-pattered in my chest, but I managed to keep myself calm. I stared briefly at her and together we walked out of the house. While Scott drove, we sat together in the back quietly. She had a huge camera bag with her, and midway through, she started to bring out her equipment, checking it, changing memory cards, cleaning the screen.
I watched her work, and although there was nothing inherently fascinating about cameras to me, watching her be so technical about it drew me to her even closer in a way that I couldn't explain.
"Maybe you could take some of us later on,” I leaned forward to say before I could stop myself.
“What do you mean?” she asked softly as she looked up at me.
“I'd love to have one of you sprawled out on my sheets.”
She gawked at me just as I knew she would, wide-eyed and blushing so hard it was almost comical. And then she returned her attention to her devices and eventually put them away.
