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Mundane. Melancholy. Lonely.
And then it hardens your heart until it’s damn near concrete.
My concrete heart doesn’t want to fall in love with Ezra the way my body has fallen in lust with him. But it feels like I’m running in place, trying to keep myself from doing so. That fucking asshole is weaseling his way inside of me in more ways than one. And in an effort to protect myself, I have to stop it. I have to find my sanity again.
When my phone buzzes with a text message, I know it’s him. No one else would think to bother me right now.
I grab my phone from the nightstand and peer at it, reading his message with a smile. One I’d fight before I let him see.
Are you awake?
I itch to respond. To tell him that I am and that I’m on my way over.
But fear wins and I turn my phone off and spend the rest of the night tossing and turning.
CHAPTER TWENTY
A MOMENT OF BRAVERY
EZRA
Eloise Lucille Bordeauis a fucking chicken.
Unanswered texts are my confirmation. She’s hiding from again, in spite of the mind-blowing sex we had a few days ago. If I thought that would change things between us, I was sorely mistaken.
I step out of the shower, covering my dick with my towel as I shake my head, uncaring that I’m getting water all over the floor. It isn’t like I have someone else here to worry about.
I’m about to pull on a pair of boxer briefs when my phone chimes with an incoming email. I’d ignore it, but not being in the city has me on-call, ready to take care of anything I can via phone call or email correspondence.
I frown at the words I’m reading from my assistant when I hear a gasp.
My eyes fly to my doorway, a wide-eyed Eloise taking in my naked body before turning away.
“I’m so sorry,” she rushes out. “I called your name a few times, and when you didn’t answer, I tried to look for you.”
I chuckle, setting my phone down. I’m not shy, and I’d love it if she stared at me just a little longer. It would make me feel less lonely in this potent ass attraction.
“We’ve had sex, Eloise. Nothing you’re seeing here is off-limits,” I remind her, snatching up my boxer briefs and pulling them on. When I reach in to adjust myself, she turns back to face me, averting her gaze.
“I was coming here to tell you that I can’t have sex with you again,” she straightens her spine, her eyes finally meeting mine. There’s a determination in them that I find so fucking sexy. Then again, there isn’t much about Eloise I don’t find sexy.
Except what she’s trying to tell me right now.
“Did I do something wrong?” I ask, opening a nearby drawer and fishing out a pair of shorts and a shirt.
She deadpans.
“All you’ve done since I met you is the wrong thing.”
“I suppose your body likes the wrong thing,” I goad, lifting a brow as I peer up at her while putting my clothes on.
My massive bed, with its blue sheets and perfectly fluffed pillows, is only a few feet from us. I wonder what it would be like to have free reign over her body as she lays there, her wrists tied securely to each post.
Would her eyes light with that fiery essence of hers? Or would they melt into dark puddles of desire as I make her come over and ov?—
“I just want to save my bookstore,” she says, interrupting my thoughts. “I can’t afford to do anything else.”
“Can’t afford to have fun?” I quip, stepping toward her. Her lips part as I near and I love the way her body betrays her. She’s wearing a tank top that shows off the slight swell at the tops of her breasts and a skirt that reaches her mid-thigh. I want to lift it and bury my face into her sweet pussy so she can stop lyingto herself. Eloise is only honest in the moments where she’s experiencing true, uninhibited pleasure.
