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Leaning closer to him, I waited, and when he lowered his head, I pressed my lips to his. I couldn’t exactly kiss him because I didn’t know how to initiate that. Every kiss I’d ever experienced had been stolen from my mouth. This was something I wanted now and had no fucking clue how to take it.
He went utterly still, though, so I sat back on my heels.
“Thank you, Cook,” I said. “For today. Taking care of me andletting me meet your friends. Belle was nice. And it’s nice to have clothes to wear from Bou, even if she scares me a little.”
“Belle,” he echoed, as if that triggered a thought.
“Will I get to see her again?”
“Who?” he asked. “Oh, Belle? Right. Maybe. Or you mean Bou?”
I shrugged. “Both, I guess. They were really different from each other, but I think I like them both.”
He didn’t speak for a while, but I could see things fluttering around behind his eyes.
“You can say whatever you need to say to me, Cook,” I offered. If I didn’t like it, I could just lock it away in the place in my mind where I stored all the shit Signora’s clients spewed at me.
“Fuck, Maddie, it’s not that.”
I couldn’t read him then, so I just lowered my head again.
“I’ll show you how to develop the photos tomorrow,” Cook said and guided me out of the closet and into the bedroom. He grabbed a plastic tote from under the bed and took out a set of fresh sheets and a blanket. “Let’s get the sheets changed so you can sleep in here tonight.”
“What about you?” I asked, wanting his arms around me while I slept.
“Not tonight. There’s no one but us in the house, and I’ll lock the doors. You’re safe.” He got to work stripping the bed.
“Safe?” I whispered, wondering again about the word. Safe was what I felt in his arms, not alone in a strange bed. I hugged myself while he finished making and turning down the bed.
“Get in,” he ordered.
Trying to be good, I sat on the edge and swung my feet, still clad in shoes, up onto the fresh sheets.
Cook bent over and removed my shoes, dusting the small debris off the white sheet and then covering me up. My heart lurched and something warm stirred inside. I desperately wanted him to come to bed with me. To hold me. And maybe more. When he stood up, I dragged my eyes up and down his body, wondering what it would feel like naked and moving against me.
He pulled the blanket up under my chin and turned away.
A knife stabbed through my chest that he didn’t want to be in here with me, but I couldn’t force him. Force was what I left behind at Barton Mill when he showed up and saved me. If he didn’t want to be here now, I wouldn’t demand it or beg for it, butI needed something...
At the door, he turned back to look at me and reached for the light. “Good night, Maddie.”
“Cook?” I asked.
“Yeah?”
“May I, um...” I bit down, closed my eyes, then forced them open again. “Take care of myself?”
“Of course,” he said.
I whipped the blanket back and shimmied out of my pants while he stood there gaping at me. Then I reclined on the pillow and let my hand trail down my body toward my pussy. I would think of him while I brought myself to orgasm. At least the little release might help me sleep.
Chapter 10
Cook
What was she doing infront of me?
Of course I could see plain as day what she was doing, but who the fuck woulda thunk? My eyes were wide, and my jaw hung open as I watched Maddie trace her slit. Her forearm muscles flexed, and she dipped her middle finger into her cunt. The redness crept up her face, and she threw her head back into the pillow. Her eyes were closed as she lost herself, apparently not caring that I stood there like a perv and watched.
