“Fuck.That’s not helping my current situation, Pearl.”
Situation?
“I want you to tell me everything you’re thinking.”
“Clearly,” I say sarcastically.
“Pearl, I’m still fucking hard from when you asked me to kiss you last night.Now I’m picturing you in my bed, naked, those sweet fucking eyes locked on me.”
My whole body ignites.My heart beats so loudly that I can barely hear Wells’ sexy words over thethump, thump, thump.
“I’m not naked,” I mumble.“I’m in pajamas.”
“Get dressed, Pearl, and get to work.”
I hesitate.Do I want to go to work?Can I face him right now?
No.I don’t want to see him.I don’t want to figure this out at work in front of everyone.I need to get my head on straight before I face him.
“No.”
I hear him suck in a breath.
“I’m going back to bed.”
I hang up.I have no idea what’s gotten into me, but I know I need to get my emotions under control before I see him again.I need to have plans in place for every scenario.Need to be ready for him.
Rolling over, I try to go back to sleep.The front door opens as Coco leaves for work.I close my eyes, desperate to sleep, but I’m too keyed up.I keep replaying what Wells said, keep hearing that low growl in his voice.My nipples pebble beneath my thin tank top, and my core clenches as I think about what would’ve happened if we hadn’t been interrupted last night.
He would’ve kissed me, the hard planes of his body pressing me against the side of my car.Would his kiss have been hard or soft?Would he have tried to take it further?Would I have let him?
Yes!my subconscious whispers right away.
My clit pulses between my legs.I bite my lip as my fingers skim down my body and into my pajama shorts.
A knock sounds at the front door, making me jump, and I yank my hands out of my panties.My whole body is hot as I crawl out of bed.
It has to be Coco.She has a habit of leaving her keys here and locking herself out.
I smile, ready to tease her as I open the front door.
Except, it’s not Coco.
It’s Wells.
He glares at me, hands braced on the doorframe as he looms over me.
“Wells?”I squeak, backing up.
He stalks me step for step, kicking the door shut behind him.
“Wh-what are you doing?”I stammer.
He grabs me and drags me against him.“What I should have done last night.”
FIVE
Wells
