Page 129 of The Romcom Writer


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Christ, she lookedsogood.

That dress.

Those curves.

A jolt of electricity shot straight to my dick as I remembered how good it felt to grip her waist as I buried myself inside her. I’d give anything to do that again.

‘Oh! Hi!’ Sarah said brightly. She seemed happy to see me.

And the feeling was mutual.

‘Hey,’ I said, trying to act casual despite the excitement that was fizzing in my stomach. And in my boxers. I tried to think of something boring so that I wouldn’t embarrass myself by getting hard. ‘How are you?’

‘Tired.’ She yawned.

‘Join the club. I asked Maddie to make my coffee extra strong, but I’ve got a feeling that even if she gave me a bucket load of it, I’ll still be flaking by midday.’

‘Late night?’

‘Yes. I was up finishingOffice Delight.’

‘Yay!’ She bounced on the spot like an excited puppy. ‘And?’

‘Loved it.’

‘Amazing!’ she squealed.

‘Do you fancy catching up later to discuss it?’

What the hell was I doing?

Honestly, it was like I lost every shred of control and common sense whenever Sarah was around. I just couldn’t stop myself from suggesting ways for us to spend more time together.

Hopefully she’d do the logical thinking for both of us and remind me that it was a terrible idea.

‘I’d love that!’ she enthused.

Bollocks.

‘Okay, great!’ I said far too enthusiastically.

‘Do you want to do it in the library or at your place?’

I’d do it anywhere with you.

‘Wherever you like. Maybe you could come to mine?’

I’d given up trying to say the right thing. I knew it was a bad suggestion, but what was the point in resisting when I knew I’d do whatever I wanted to anyway?

‘Okay!’ she said without hesitation. ‘What time d’you finish?’

‘Six.’

‘Me too.’

‘We can get a takeaway or something. I don’t think I’ll have the energy to cook,’ I said. ‘Not even sure how I’ll get through the day.’

‘Same! I was up all night.’