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“Urgh. I look like crap, and you know it.” At least I still have today’s make-up on so that my face isn’t ghost pale.
“No.” He walks the rest of the way into my house like he’s been here before.
“No, what?”
“No, you don’t look like crap. I like this relaxed version of you. I only ever see you in town when you’re out with your friends and all made up. I like this Georgia a lot more.”
I have nothing to say about his admission. He sees me when I’m out? It’s a small town, so I’m not surprised, but I didn’t think he paid attention.
“If you give me ten minutes I can change and we can go out,” I say, as he looks around my kitchen. “What are you looking for?”
“A vase for your flowers,” he answers like it’s obvious.
“You didn’t even give them to me.”
“I didn’t?” He walks toward me and stops when our bodies are a hairsbreadth away from each other. My heart skips a beat at his nearness. “These are for you. Wildflowers for my wildflower.”
I take the flowers and smile. “Thank you, Boone. They’re very pretty.” I step around him, being so close was causing my body to overload on his pheromones and nothing good could come of that.
I quickly grab a vase from the cabinet and get my flowers situated. “You don’t need to change,” Boone says from the entryway to the kitchen. “We can stay here where you’re already comfortable. Order pizza, watch a movie, or something.”
“Something?” I can think of a few somethings I would like to do to this man and that makes staying in this house a very bad idea.
“C’mon, Georgia. If you can behave yourself, I promise to behave too.” His smile promises that if we misbehave it would so be worth it. This is why I wanted to avoid him completely. He’s dangerous—to my panties and my heart.
“I can behave,” I promise, hoping that I don’t make a liar out of myself before the night is over.
4
Boone
My dick has been hard since the moment she answered that door and I’m not sure it’s ever going to function properly again. Fuck me, she looks like she was rolling around in someone’s bed. Her hair is all messy and while her T-shirt is oversized, it does nothing to hide the fact that her magnificent breasts are free and so easily accessible.
My desire to stay in with her is purely selfish. I want to spend time with her alone where no one can interrupt us. It’s also a bit of self-preservation, I’m not sure I could hide this hard-on in public. I’m surprised that Georgia hasn’t noticed it yet or maybe she has, and she is trying to be good.
“What kind of pizza do you like, Boone?” she asks as she orders with her phone.
“Anything but anchovies.”
“So, two large pizzas with extra anchovies, the really slimy ones,” she laughs over her shoulder. “I’m kidding. I ordered a meat lover and one with less meat, but more veggies.”
“Sounds delicious,” I say as I watch her move from the kitchen back to the living room. She stops before sitting, looking between the loveseat and the sofa, and then takes a seat on the sofa. I sit on the other end of the sofa, close but not touching.
“What kind of movies do you like?”
“Um,” she bites at her lip, and I swallow my groan. This is going to be the longest night in history. “I like everything except science fiction. I just can’t get into those. Aliens creep me out.”
“You like horror movies?”
“Absolutely, they are my favorite. I usually see them alone in the theater. None of my friends are brave enough to watch them. Shelby won’t even let me tell her about them. It’s crazy. There was that movie with a haunted smile or something, the poster freaked her out and every time we saw it she would jump. I may have turned it into a pillow and gave it to her for Christmas as a gag.”
“That’s evil.”
“That’s what everyone else said. I thought it was funny. It’s in my guest room, which Shelby will not step into,” Georgia is laughing so hard that tears are falling down her face.
“You’re a pistol, aren’t you,” I say, leaning over to wipe her tears of laughter off her pink cheeks.
She whispers, “That’s what they tell me.”
