And yet, I was okay with her coming. With sharing my space.
Which led me to believe that I liked her a whole lot more than I thought. And now, I would have to choke on the words of telling Mason he was right.
That was some bullshit.
“You okay?” she asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Yes, sorry. I don't think we've ever talked about your job. Would you be giving it up?”
“Sure. But I have a nice savings, and I make character art for authors in my free time. It's a passion I have so now this will force me into doing it more. And that can be done from anywhere so long as I have Internet.”
“You can draw?”
“Yeah, and paint. Though my drawing is much better.” She laughed for a few moments before going on. “Oddly enough, my talent comes from pencil and paper. I can make all kinds of things and they look good. But when I'm before a canvas, my drawings turn to crap.”
“That’s interesting. I’d love to see something you've done.”
“Oh, sure. Hold on.”
She pulled the phone away and started hitting a few buttons, so I put the phone on speaker and then waited. I heard the ding come through a second later and opened the link. It sent me to her website where the first image was of a naked couple against a tree. The woman was leaning back, and the man was between her legs.
“Is this from your mind?” I finally got out after clearing my throat. I thumbed through some of her other photos, seeing the talent there.
“Some are. But most are character art I've been commissioned to draw. I enjoy doing it.”
I stopped on one that just caught my eye. It was a bigger woman being held up by a bigger guy, muscles on full display. His legs were braced apart but he held her with ease. The woman's head was tossed back while his dick was buried deeply in her.
“Which would be ones you created?” I didn't need to really ask, though, as there were ones of bigger ladies sprinkled throughout her site. “Fuck, Janelle, you made me hard.”
Her light chuckle made me even harder because it was so innocent. Yet with drawings like this, I absolutely refused to believe she was. Nope, there was a naughty girl buried underneath all those layers and I felt far too compelled to pull it out.
To want to see it and taste it all for myself.
And I have never wanted to lay a claim to a woman before.
What was so different about this woman to make me want to do that when I barely knew her and hadn't even seen her in person?
I didn’t want to be scared over that thought, but I had to be honest, it kind of was, because it was an unknown world. Not that I didn’t want it, but still, different for me.
“I didn’t mean to make you hard,” she finally whispered and I had to smile to myself, because she probably had no idea all the thoughts these images created. Or just how badly I wanted to do them.
“I have a confession,” I finally said, clearing my throat.
“And what’s that?”
I glanced back through some of the photos, picturing far too many of them with her in this very same area.
“I would really love for you to move out here too.”
Chapter 3
I slammed my door to my apartment as I got in and leaned back against it, hating everything about that place for the moment. I needed something different. Something new. Something where I could only focus on the one thing I loved to do, because this was all bullshit.
I was treated so horribly and I hated it.
I closed my eyes and then slid down the door to sit on the floor, resting my arms on my legs.
“What I wouldn’t give to have a man hold me right now and tell me that there was nothing to worry about,” I muttered, feeling the weight of the phone in my hand.
