Wolfe moved to a sitting position, stretching his neck to work out the kinks that would dog him all day.Well worth the sacrifice of crimped muscles having spent an incredible night with a woman who had him twisted in knots at the moment.
Now what in the hell was he supposed to do?
“Quit being a pussy, that’s what,” Wolfe said out loud and stood to find the clothes he’d shed during their postWheel of Fortuneshenanigans.
He really was off-kilter when he started thinking in Dante-speak.
Shenanigans.Jesus.
As Wolfe zipped up his jeans, he spotted a note scratched on a neon-colored Post-it.
Stay as long as you’d like.Had to bake before heading to yoga class—Talk soon.Aspen.
Thoughts of that sweet, lithe body getting all twisty in a yoga class offered him a sneak peek at all of the ways he planned to take her.
Although he wasn’t quite sure about anything involving the two of them beyond epic sex, he knew things seemed...different with her, and that scared the ever-loving shit out of him.
Hopefully, he could prevent his head from developing scenes where all of the garbage from his past pushed, prodded and poked until it spoiled the present.
Unfortunately, he somehow knew deep within himself down to the marrow of his bones that BB wouldn’t stop her prying until she learned all that made him tick.The question was would it all blow up around him or could he abate her intuitiveness and keep her at arm’s distance without baring his pathetic soul to her?
Wolfe folded the navy-blue blanket that covered them after their couch session.
With one last look around her place, he locked the door behind him and headed home.
Chapter 18—Aspen
He continued to keepthings, some things, close to the vest.
Wolfe didn’t owe her anything, and she should be satisfied with the incredible sex they shared.Physically, satisfaction pulsed through her body in delicious tingles.Maybe it was because of the intimacy of their connection last night and the days leading up to it that compelled Aspen to learn more about Connor.To help him with the amount of kindness he offered others, albeit covered in grouchiness, but kindness, nonetheless.
“And up into Downward Dog,” the soft voice of her yoga instructor soothed the class, prompting Aspen to rest her weight against her hands and heels as she pointed her bum toward the ceiling.
Generosity lived at his core as evidence by the countless hours spent at her shop to fix all things big and small at her bakery over the summer.That same generosity extended to sex.She’d live to be one hundred and still replay the images in her mind, in full technicolor, thank you very much.Connor, nestled between her legs, decadently, perfectly brought her to climax with his tongue and fingers...multiple times before sliding his thick cock into her waiting heat, his girth offering Aspen a fullness she’d never known.
As a lifelong observer of people and now exploring different facets of Connor, Aspen knew he concealed his full self from those around him.She had the sense that he worked hard to hide something very deep, possibly lifechanging from his teammates, and even his friends that he considered family like Mia and Dante.
