I hate that she’s right so I do what I do best and ignore that statement.
“I love Elaine for that, for inviting him. That woman isn’t afraid of anything, utilizing her use of free will.”
“I don’t when it has to do with me and my love life.” I mess around in my bag trying to find my keys. “Speaking of Henry, we’re going to the fair Saturday.”
“Are you now?”
“Item number one on my list was to go on the ferris wheel and get over my fear of heights. He mentioned he saw the fair was happening this weekend, so…”
“I can’t believe that one, you’re actually doing your Fuck It List and two, Henry Bellwood is joining you.”
“This is allyourdoing.”
“And sober me is so happy of drunk me’s choices, which isn’t a common occurrence.”
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t happy with drunk Wren’s choices, but I’ll never admit to that. She has an ego that I don’t want to inflate even more.
“Let’s work on putting together party decorations while you tell me all about this date you have with Hottie Henry on Saturday!”
“It’s not a date.”
“And grass isn’t green.” She winks and then heads through the front door.
14
HENRY
It was a long day at work and I’m just happy to be home and finally wash the sweat and dirt off of me. It’s nice coming home and feeling accomplished after we finish a project.
The lobby was the first thing we tackled and it really brought Miles’ vision to life. While he worked on small jobs around the Inn, he put me in charge of fixing up the small room that we’re making into a tiny gift shop.
It's nice having some sense of stability even though my future is up in the air after this summer. There are so many unknowns when I leave Ruby Lake that I find myself reveling in the safety of knowing that, for now, I'm on steady ground with a clear path before it forks off.
Thinking of Ruby Lake and the unknowns, my mind drifts to Maisie and our time together. The feeling I had around her is something I can’t explain. Being near her felt comfortable, like this wasn’t the first one on one time we had. I think that’s why I asked her to dance in the rain with me; my mind wasn’t thinking straight and mistook the situation for something I hoped it would be.
Just friends.
I have to remind myself that every time I think of being more than friends with Maisie. We could be so good together in an alternate universe where I’m not leaving.
She invades my mind twenty-four seven. The rosiness of her cheeks when she served me child pancakes. The way her hair curled when it got soaked from the rain. The way Iknowshe’s talked about me to Wren just from the fact that Wren helped in setting up the Fuck It List.
Long distance could work… wecouldwork.
Shaking away the thoughts of the what-could-be’s, I finally grab my towel in hopes that my mind will wander somewhere else that isn’t all blonde hair and sparkling smiles in the shower.
Turning on the water, I step in. For a brief second I think about work and what the plans are for the rest of the week but that doesn’t last long.
The water pouring down on me from the shower head immediately puts me back into the rain with Maisie. But this time it goes to the way the rain soaked her clothes to her body, how the fabric molded to her waist. The way she unintentionally bit her rain coated bottom lip.
I want to mold myself against her body and find out what she tastes like.
I really shouldn’t be thinking about her while I’m in the shower, but I can’t help myself. Her nipples that peaked through her shirt and those bright blue eyes rimmed with thick lashes looking at me like I’m her savior. Her pouty lips that stay cemented in my brain, along with other things. Her creamy skin that I want to sink my teeth into. An ass that I have tried looking away from but still find myself wanting to spank.
Thighs that I want suffocating me as she?—
Fuck.
I look down and my dick is rock hard, just at thethoughtof her. More than just a thought, who am I kidding? I couldprobably come without touching myself if I let my mind get carried away.
