We’ve been lying in bed for about twenty minutes now. Both of us trying yet failing to fall asleep. I wish I didn’t have to work tomorrow. I want to spend all day playing hooky with the little seductress laying next to me. I’m fading into a state of blissful sleep when I notice Emily on her side in the fetal position, whimpering.
“Honey, what's wrong?”
Her voice sounds small and unsure, “I’m fine, it will be fine.”
“Tell me what you need. Do you need me to take you home?”
“I don’t want to go home...It’s just, well, my heat is really close and the need to nest is kinda overwhelming me.” I turn her so she’s looking at me. Fuck, her face is red and her eyes are puffy and watery.
“What are some things I can get for you to make it better?”
“It’s fine Griff, I don’t want to be a bother.”
My eyebrows skyrocket. I want to smack her perky little ass for thinking I don’t want to take care of her.
“Emily, I’m going to take care of you now and during your heat, so I’m gonna need you to tell me what you need.” I try to not let the exasperation show in my voice.
“Oh—okay. If you only have a few of these things, it's fine. I don’t need them all. Like a heating pad, more pillows, softer blankets, and warm socks.”
I kiss her cheek and start collecting all the things on her list. She acted like she wanted me to acquire her an exotic animal, not ordinary household items. Heading into the guest room, I gather all the pillows off the bed as well as the sherpa blanket from the hall closet. I walk back to my room and hand them to Emily. Opening the nightstand next to me, I grab a pair of my thermal socks.
“Feet, please,” I say, as I motion for her to give me her foot.
She blushes over me sheathing her feet with socks, even though I went down on her four times today.Cute.
“I have a heating pad downstairs. I’ll be right back.”
She nods and I walk downstairs to grab the heating pad. Binx stops me in the hallway and threads his body between my ankles. He usually sleeps in my room, so I’m sure he’s pissed and confused as to why he’s been locked out. He looks up at me with pleading green eyes and lets out a little chirp.
“Don’t look at me like that,” I tell him and he bites on the leg of my sweatpants. “Listen, man, you’ve gotta take one for the team tonight, alright? I’ll hook you up with some catnip tomorrow.”
I’m sure my cat has no fucking clue what I’m saying, but he senses the vibe as he struts away to go sit on his window perch.
I find the heating pad in the office and bring it back up to Emily. Plugging it into the wall by the nightstand, I hand it to her.
“Is there anything else that would make you feel more comfortable, honey?”
She nibbles on her full bottom lip before finally releasing it to speak. “Do you…do you have a sweatshirt that you’ve worn and haven't washed?”
An ache hits me right in the fucking solar plexus. I hand her my Harvard sweatshirt from the clothes bin. Quickly, she puts it on her small body, before grabbing the collar and taking a deep inhale. I’ve never had someone want to drown in my scent before. The feeling is heady.
She placed the heating pad at the bottom of her stomach and put the pillows on the right-hand side of her, leaving me a little pocket of space to cuddle her.
“Can I hold you?” I’ve never been one for late-night snuggles, unless you count Binx.
“Please,” she says in her sweet little voice.
Getting back on the bed, I snuggle her tightly, one arm under her neck and the other draped around her waist. Her perfect ass is pressed against me as she holds my forearm close to her chest.I think I could get used to this.
Myphonealarmblaringwakes me up. I untangle myself from Emily, who hasn’t even stirred from the noise.Fuck 6:30 A.M., why?I decide to let Emily sleep a little longer as I get ready for work. I wish I could take her to a proper sit-down breakfast and get a tour of her place, but it's going to need to be a quick goodbye this morning. I’m part of her heat, but I don’t even have her number. We need to rectify that ASAP.
After I have on my favorite navy suit, I go to grab a tie from the closet. Two small hands wrap around my waist and give me a tight squeeze. She inhales my scent from my back and sighs. I turn and cup her cheeks in my hands, planting a quick kiss on her pouty lips. Emily gives me a sleepy smile and leans into my chest. I squeeze her tightly, like I can’t get her close enough to me.
“You look handsome,” she says as she rubs the material of my suit jacket between her two fingers.
“You want to pick out my tie?” Her eyes light up with excitement. I open the cabinet to my ties and her mouth drops open.
“Wow, that’s a lot of ties.”
