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A shower, a fully charged battery, and french toast.
Yep, this man thinks of everything.
He must have taken the battery when he carried me back to my bed this morning and charged it while I was sleeping.
I realize that he didn’t say anything about last night in the note, and I appreciate that he didn’t call me out, but does this mean that we’re just going to pretend that it didn’t happen?
And did he sneak out early this morning just to avoid me again?
I can’t worry about that now since there's no discussing it right now with him anyway, and I need to get back to writing. I wouldn’t doubt that there’s probably a lot to do outside after last night. He probably has his work cut out for him.
I need to eat, shower, and then get back to work.
Chapter Ten
Brynn
After eating the breakfast Seven made for me and taking a much-needed shower, I head back to my room to work.
I thought a lot about what Sheridan said this morning as I enjoyed every moment of my shower routine. She thinks I should use Seven as my inspiration for the book, and now, against my better judgment, I can’t stop imagining him as Colston.
Each time I try to picture a dialogue scene between my female character, Leanne, and Colston, I can’t stop seeing Seven’s scowl, his full brown eyes, and the sound of his deep, raspy voice against my ear as he wrapped me protectively in his arms last night.
I take a seat at a small desk inside the guest bedroom and set my laptop and Bluetooth mouse on the lacquered surface.
The scene that has me stuck and unable to move forward is a steamy scene.
I stare at the book file in front of me and click to open it.
A white screen with black lettering of text I wrote months ago stares back at me, taunting me to put my fingers on the keyboard.
I close my eyes for a moment and take a deep breath, and all at once, inspiration hits when I least expect it.
My imagination takes me back to Seven’s bed last night.
I keep my eyes closed as I try to remember the smallest details, and lift my hands to the keyboard, preparing to write whatever comes to mind.Then the moment hits and my eyes open as I write the words.
I feel Colston’s body as he slides behind me on the cool sheets of his bed.
His strong arms wrap around me as he pulls me against his firm chest to comfort me.
“Go back to sleep, Leanne. You're safe with me,” Colston whispers against my ear.
Goosebumps cascade down my spine at the sounds of his deep, raspy voice. The heat of his mouth radiates against the pulse point of my throat.
I’d give anything to feel his lips against my bare skin, but we both know this attraction is off-limits.
His hands trail down my body, and every inch he touches sends shivers of need through me, as if every touch is a tease, showing me what it feels like to be stroked by him but never giving me what I truly need… his fingers pressing into my center.
“Colston, touch me,” I beg.
He doesn’t respond, but I know he hears me.
I press my ass against his hardening cock in an attempt to coax him on. His erection pressed against my lower back and between the crack of my cheeks.
“Being this close and wanting you this bad is dangerous for me. Can’t you understand that?” he says.
I know that we shouldn’t continue but my body is desperate, and I need to know, once and for all, what it would feel like to be filled with Seven’s cock—
