“Hey.”
I jump and yelp. “What the fuck.” I turn towards Lucas’s voice in the doorway of his room. “You scared the crap out of me.”
He runs a hand through his sweaty hair, his bicep flexing as he does so. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. Did you sleep okay?”
Without his glasses, I can see the clarity of his blue eyes. They’re mesmerizing against his olive skin and dark hair. And fuck me, his abs are glistening. Would it freak him out if I reached out and touched them? They look so hard.
“Jordan?”
My eyes snap to his and he’s smirking at me. I swallow hard. “Yes. Yeah, I slept just fine. Thank you.”
He takes a step forward, crowding my space. “Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll drive you to work.”
“Oh, that’s not necessary. I was just going to walk.”
“I’m taking you. Wait for me in the kitchen. And Jordan…” he pauses, “if you keep looking at me like that, we’regoing to be late.” He takes a step back into his room and closes the door on his beautiful smoldering face.
I stand there speechless.
What’s that supposed to mean?
Does that mean what I think it means?
Holy fuck.
Does Lucas want me?
~ ~ ~
Lucas and I fall into a routine the rest of the week. He takes me to work every morning and hangs out for two hours before he heads to his job. He and Kyle seem decently cordial, which is all I can ask for since I thought for sure they were going to be mortal enemies for the rest of time.
I still haven’t told Penny about my apartment in fear that she’s going to try and force me to stay with her and Autumn. I love her to death, but she would literally give me her bed and sleep on the floor just to make sure I have somewhere to stay. She’s already dealing with so much and I can’t for the life of me tell her just yet.
Lucas gave me a key to the house at the beginning of the week which makes this whole situation feel oddly domestic. I feel like the tension in the house is increasing every day as well, and I’m about ready to snap.
Every morning I run into him without a shirt on, and some mornings he’s sporting the infamous gray sweatpants that have me picking my jaw up off the floor. I’m pretty sure he knows and does it on purpose just to get me to blush.
He’s been showing me how to make some of the dishes that his mom taught him, and we’ve done breakfast for dinner once too. It’s been my favorite part of each day. His small touches and lingering looks while we cook are driving me nuts though, and I’m not sure how much longer I can take it.
I’m too scared to make the first move because what if I’m wrong and this is just him being nice to someone in need? But little does he know, every time we say goodnight and close our respective doors, I can’t stop thinking about his cock driving into me over and over again. From what I felt the other day sitting on his lap, the man is hung. And what I wouldn’t give to have a taste of him, inexperience or not.
It’s Friday afternoon and I’m swinging in the hammock out back, reading a book. I don’t like to be in the house by myself because although it’s beautiful, there’s nothing personal about it. Like it’s temporary.
Even if it’s a rental you would think he would have some photos or other personal effects around the place, but the house looks like it came furnished and he didn’t change a thing.
He hasn’t told me much about his bodyguard job, but he has opened up about his parents and childhood which I suppose becomes more of a beige flag than red. But I’m one to talk. There’s plenty he doesn’t know about me that would have him running in the other direction. Things not even Penny knows.
I hear the slider open before I see it. “Hey, what are you up to?”
Lucas leans against the door jam, and I hold up the book in my hand. “Just reading.”
He comes a little closer to get a better look at the cover. “Is that a naked man on the front?”
Oh, shit.
In all my daydreaming, I completely forgot I was reading a romance novel. My cheeks heat as I nod my head, praying he doesn’t ask about the plot.
He gives me a devilish grin but like the gentleman he is, changes the subject. “Look, I have somewhere I need to be and was wondering if you wanted to come? It’s kind of a field trip, so to speak.”
