Page 31 of When I Was His

I had always loved this place, with its spacious rooms and unparalleled views, and there were times when I couldn't help but wish it were mine. Matthew had even offered one of his bedrooms to me when I talked about living in Manhattan after graduation, but I had promised Sadie that we would share an apartment together. As much as I cherished the idea of living in luxury, my loyalty to my friend outweighed any desire for personal indulgence.

I rolled the suitcases to the two guest rooms, depositing Sadie’s in the slightly smaller one before I moved to mine. It was cool in the apartment because Matthew kept the thermostat at around sixty-five in the warmer weather. I went to raise it since my skin was breaking out in goosebumps.

Blackie followed me around the apartment, and I scooped him up in my arms, trying to avoid his pink tongue as he tried to lick me.

“Want to go for a walk, boy?”

He barked and I put him down. I wasn’t sure when the last time Matt walked him, so I decided to take him out.

It was a beautiful day out as I crossed the street, walking Blackie into Central Park. It was bustling with people out enjoying the weather; mothers and fathers walked with their children in carriages, teenagers hanging out in groups on the lawns, and people throwing balls back and forth.

Blackie was picky but he finally did his business and I picked it up with one of the bags I had stowed in my pocket then deposited it in one of the wire trash cans in the park. I was walking toward the street to go home when I saw the most beautiful sight, Oliver Fox running.

He was dressed in a pair of thin red runner’s shorts and a white tank top. His body glistened with sweat, and I couldn’t stop looking at him. I wasn’t the only one. Oliver Fox attracted admirers everywhere he went, it seemed.

I put my head down, fiddling with Blackie’s leash as he came near. I didn’t want him to think I was staring at him.

“Miss Stewart, how are you?”

I looked up and Oliver was wiping his face with the hem of his shirt. His abs were exposed and I thought I would cream my panties right there when I saw how defined they were.

“Hello, Mr. Fox.”

He grinned. “Oliver, please.”

“You can call me Ryleigh then.”

He kneeled and scratched Blackie behind his ears. He closed his eyes, liking what Oliver was doing. I didn’t know what to say as I gazed down at his muscular body. He stood a minute later after he won over Blackie.

“What’s his name?” Oliver asked.

“Blackie.”

“Is he yours?”

“No. My brother’s. He’s out of town and I’m watching Blackie for a few days.”

“Lucky dog,” he said as he jogged in place.

I couldn’t help my eyes from straying to his sweat soaked body. “Isn’t it too hot for a run?”

He smirked. “Nah. I do it all the time. I should finish.”

I returned his smile. “Have fun.”

“The fun part is after. That feeling of euphoria. You should try it.”

I wrinkled my nose. “Not my thing.”

He chuckled. “I’ll see you.”

I watched as Oliver ran by me, looking at his muscular legs and taut ass. I wondered what it would be like to grab his ass while he was…I shook the thought out of my head. It would never happen even though I could just imagine how good he was in bed. I’m sure he had plenty of practice. I looked down at Blackie and saw he was panting. It was too warm for him to stay out here for long.

I stopped at one of the vendors and bought a bottle of water, pouring some into the other poop bag I had and making a bowl. Blackie lapped the water and when he was finished, I picked him up and carried him home. He wasn’t that heavy, and he seemed to enjoy being in my arms.

Sadie got to Matthew’s apartment an hour after I did. She was a bit tipsy but all smiles.

“How did it go?” I said as I let her inside.

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