It was probably for the best that they started out simple tonight to see if their sexual tastes gelled first.
He lifted his left arm and smelled his pit. Okay, he did remember to roll on deodorant after he showered. Good.
He had also trimmed his nose hairs, pubic hair, and beard for this…
Non-date.
This sexual encounter.
Hopefully it went well. If it didn’t, running into Hope around the resort might get a bit awkward.
While he had hoped his next encounter would be with a man since it had been far too long, he couldn’t pass up anopportunity to spend some time with Hope. She seemed easy-going, smart, and had a sense of humor. Three traits he appreciated.
She was also beautiful and sexy as fuck.
His cock agreed.
He glanced at the time. 5:55.
For some unknown reason, his pulse began to race. Was he nervous? That wasn’t like him. Hope shouldn’t be any different from any other person he had been intimate with.
They were only getting together to have sex. He didn’t need to impress her with his sparkling personality, his witty charm, or the many accolades he received during his twenty-five year career.
The only thing that mattered tonight was how he performed in bed. Period.
Or wherever they decided to have sex.
He tipped up his face and sniffed the air. His one-bedroom cabin didn’t smell musty.
He glanced around one last time.
It was fine. Everything was fine. He was only being a dumbass.
If it didn’t work out, then it didn’t work out. She didn’t seem to be the type who’d hunt him down out of spite. She wasn’t some psycho. Her background check had been squeaky clean when he checked it prior to Dayne hiring her.
He glanced at the clock on the microwave again. 5:59.
To him, arriving on time meant you were late. His grandfather taught him at a young age that you always arrived early to make a good impression.
Maybe he should wait out front for her.
No. He was horny, not desperate.
His heart skipped a beat when he heard a light knockingon the door. Cam pulled in a deep breath and, a few strides later, opened it.
Holy shit.She looked downright edible.
This evening, she wore a white crop top that emphasized her breasts and showed off her firm midriff, as well as forest-green shorts that showcased her lean, tan legs. Her dark-maroon-painted toenails he noticed earlier during class were visible in the sandals she wore. Unlike this morning, her long, deep-red hair now fell loosely around her shoulders.
Apparently, the woman could wear anything, or even nothing at all, and still look great.
“Did you forget I was coming?”
He mentally shook himself.Jesus, dude, pick your scrambled brains off the floor and stop being an idiot.
He stepped back and swept his arm toward the cabin’s interior. “Sorry. No, I didn’t forget. I’ve actually been looking forward to this.”
A smile curled her lips. “Me, too.” She stepped over the threshold and glanced around. “This is cute.”
