Despite knowing what he’s asking, I’m not sure how to answer him. Would I like to spend the night making love to him in the now stable trailer? Of course! But I probably need to get my head around how screwed up my marriage had been, even more.
Tyler must see my decision before I’ve made it, because he leans in and gives me a friendly peck on the cheek. “I’ll catch you in the morning, bright and early. There are a few things I have to get sorted before the full crew arrives on Monday.”
I’ve tightened my hold on my package in readiness to move on when he leans in again. His lips brush my ear, sending shivers down my spine toward…
“Lily, I understand this all came out of the blue. Well, it did for me. But don’t think for a minute I’ve got any regrets.”
He follows this up by cradling my chin with his thumb and forefinger. The kiss that follows has me dropping the bedding, my toes curling as much as the mattress in the trailer apparently is.
With my body now aflame with need, it comes as a shock when he breaks the kiss. My lips still parted in readiness. And he kisses me again. Instead of igniting the fire within me, he kisses me platonically, leaving me feeling robbed of something.
And with that, he’s off toward his truck, leaving me to carry on to the trailer. This time, when I step into the grassy clearing next to it, the rug and boxes of condoms are no longer there.
* * *
The following morning, I wake before dawn as I usually would on a Friday. However, there’s nothing usual about this Friday, with my eyes gritty thanks to a night spent sleeping on what amounted to a banana. Despite Tyler’s assertions that it would flatten out, even now there’s a distinct curve to the mattress.
Rather than stay where I am, I struggle out of bed. As well as tired, I’m sweaty thanks to every door and window being locked tight. Even with the trailer not being visible from the street, I wasn’t taking any chances of someone breaking in.
I’m sticky, with the state of the sheets a testament to how much I’d tossed and turned to cool down and find a comfy spot. Thank goodness the trailer’s shower works, even if the water heater apparently doesn’t.
After last night, a cold shower is exactly what I need, because it wasn’t just the heat and curvy mattress that meant sleep was elusive. My dreams had been as hot as the inside of the trailer, with Tyler a constant.
I’ve only just rinsed the last of the conditioner from my hair when there comes a loud knocking on the door of the trailer. Loud enough, I can hear it over the trickle of cool water.
It’s not until I’ve turned off the water that I realize my only towel is in my suitcase and well out of reach. It’s something that has me popping open the concertina plastic door and yelling out, “I’ll be with you in a moment.”
As if sensing the panic in my voice, my visitor soon responds, telling me it’s Tyler, and that he’s got treats. Now I’m torn. Do I grab that towel, or don’t I?
With last night’s dreams still buried deep in my subconscious, it’s a straightforward decision. As much as I’d decided last night that my marriage had been a sham, I’d also decided that in the future, my life would be different.
It’s this that has me unlocking the trailer door and simply standing there dripping wet while I wait for Tyler to open the door. At least twenty seconds pass before he calls out, “Got my hands full.”
Oooh, that’s a big ask. It’s one thing to stand inside the trailer and strike a pose. It’s another thing entirely to step forward and play the part of the instigator.
TYLER
I don’t know what I was expecting when Lily opened the door, but this wasn’t it.
Am I disappointed? Hell no, although I come close to dropping the coffee and pastries in my haste to join her in the trailer. Damn it, the woman is as a goddess standing there, water streaming down her body from her hair.
I’m hardly aware of slamming our breakfast down on the kitchenette, before I drag her in for a tight embrace, not caring if my clothes get wet. A brief look at the bed and I give up on that idea. She’s too wet for that, and she’ll be even wetter by the time I’ve finished with her.
It’s then I spot the picnic blanket on the dinette table along with all the samples we’d brought home from the hardware store. Hah! There’ll be no dining el fresco this morning.
After sliding the samples and brochures onto the banquette, I make quick work of spreading the blanket out. Soon after, Lily is lying back on the table and I’m ready to eat.
This sees me licking, sipping and even sucking on Lily’s bud to the point she’s reduced to a puddle. When she comes hard enough to shake the table, I add bolstering the support leg to my list of jobs around the place.
Much as we wanted it, there wasn’t a chance we could fit in that shower together, with me allowing her to go first. By the time I’ve rinsed off, she’s dressed and ready for the day and I’ve added fixing the hot water heater to my list.
Before heading over to the main house, we turn the mattress over and put her monster suitcase atop, hoping to get rid of the remaining curve. Despite my being a fan of curves, I don’t fancy sleeping on one.
And after the fun we’d had this morning, I know I’ll be back at the trailer tonight after I’ve read Zoe her bedtime story.
The last thing we do is to open every window in the place along with the two skylights. It was crazy hot in there this morning and not all of it had been down to how aroused I get whenever Lily is nearby.
It’s one reason I’m making the most of the crew not being around, and in particular my boss, Ethan. Once he’s on site, I’ll need to cool my response to Lily or risk losing my job.
