Mabel:.....I plead the fifth.
I shake my head and close out the message with Mabel. Ignoring my other unread text, I pull up my messages with Patrick to let him know I made it home like he had asked.
Chapter Forty
PATRICK
Grumpy Goddess: I’m home.
Grumpy Goddess: I had a lot of fun tonight….but don’t get too excited about it.
Me: I already paid for the ad in the paper!
Grumpy Goddess: Who reads the paper?
Me: I don’t know, I just knew I needed to immortalize my first date with THE Elle Warren!
Grumpy Goddess: Fuck, you’re so weird. I’m going to bed. Good night.
Me: Good night, sweetheart. Sweet dreams.
That was the best date of my life and, I hoped, my last first date. I really didn’t want to let Elle go home but we both had messes in our pants that needed to be dealt with.I really needed to deal with my situation, my pants were sticky and cold now and it was uncomfortable as all get out but I didn’t want to miss Elle’s text letting me know she made it home safely.
I make quick work of peeling, yuck, my boxers, joggers and shirt off my body and throw them straight into the washer, I don’t start it yet as there’s still a mess on my skin.
I walk to my bathroom and get my shower turned on nice and hot to scrub the evidence of my actions with Elle. Part of me wants to do what I can to keep her scent on me but that is quickly overruled by the fact that cum has dried on my legs and stomach.
I would have plenty of time to let the smell of Elle’s apples soak into my skin. Right now, I need to get clean.
I’ve got to do some networking this week, so I don’t get to be in the office much. I do my best to stop by in the mornings to drop off flowers I find that remind me of Elle. She does catch me one morning and asks if we can have another dinner and a movie night.
I, of course, was totally calm, cool, and collected when I accepted and offered to host again. I like having Elle in my space and with Elle living on the Farm property, I don’t think we’d be alone for long if any of her siblings saw my car outside her house. I loved the Warren family but I didn’t need anyone crashing in on my alone time with my girl.
I do tell Elle that I am more than willing to cook for her this time, though. This seems to excite Elle. She tells me she can’t wait to watch the next movie in the series we started on our last date. My reaction to that comment got a small smile from Elle. That caused my heart to skip a few beats and made me late to my meeting because I had to kiss her breathless.
We’ve had dinner and scary movies twice a week for the last 3 weeks and, thankfully, we’ve finished that series. I can’t complain too much, though. Elle lets me cuddle up with her and we end up either dry humping or I get to have my favorite dessert, which is conveniently nestled between Elle’s legs.
It’s been a month and Elle texted me last night and asked me to come to her house tonight and to bring an overnight bag. Thankfully I was already at home and could handle the swelling of my dick in anticipation of spending the night with my grumpy girl.
Things are getting more than serious for me and I know it’s about time I tell Elle about my parents’ death. I’ve hinted at things before and I know she’s aware of most of the story. It’s not like I keep it a secret, but in the last ten years I’ve perfected brushing the topic off as quickly as possible.
I don’t want to brush anything off when it comes to Elle. I want her to know all of me and I need to know all of her-if she wants to share it with me. I don’t want to ruin the night with the macabre story of the car crash that took my parents from me and changed me fundamentally but this feels like the final puzzle piece to show Elle how serious my feelings are for her.
Chapter Forty-One
ELLE
THREE WEEKS AGO
Loop: How are you doing? Any updates on that new building?
Loop: I feel responsible because I didn’t find the papers as quickly as I could have.
Loop: Can I take you out to dinner as an apology?
TWO WEEKS AGO
Loop: Do you think I could stop by your office this week?
