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and black knee high boots. Her hair hangs in loose, wavy locks and I smile at her red lipstick. She knows I think it looks amazing on her.
I haven’t been shy about telling her she’s beautiful since we’ve become “friends”. I enjoy watching her shyness take over as she looks to her feet. A woman this gorgeous should never feel so insecure, but she truly doesn’t have any idea how stunning she is. Tucker surely doesn’t make her feel that way.
She won’t feel that way when you’re done with her either.
I have to scream for my conscience to shut up. She chose to be in Tucker’s life which makes her expendable.
“Come on in. You look fantastic.”
“Ah, thank you,” she says, instantly acting shy.
I step back, allowing her to enter. Her eyes travel over my apartment and I know she’s wondering, like everyone else does, how I can afford such an extravagant place.
“I have money from my dad passing.”
“Huh?”
“That’s how I have this place. Everyone always wonders,” I say uncomfortably.
“I wasn’t going to ask you about it. I was going to say I’m glad to be here. I really needed a night out. Thanks, Grant.”
“Anytime, Vic. Want a beer?”
She nods yes and I motion for her to sit down. I head for the fridge while she makes herself comfortable. It makes me happy to see her take her boots off and tuck her feet up under her legs on my couch. It speaks of how much she trusts me already.
I hand her a beer and sit down, facing her. It’s evident in the way she starts picking at the label that something is eating at her. Lately, it seems, something always is.
“Want to tell me what’s going on, Vic? Why didn’t you go out with Tucker and Eddie?”
She looks at me and tears well in her eyes. I put my beer on the table, grab hers to do the same and pull her into my arms. I don’t know what that asshole did this time to make her feel like crying, but it makes me hate him even more.
“Tell me what happened, Vic,” I say softly, but with a bit of demanding to my voice.
“Nothing really happened, Grant. I’m probably just being stupid. Every woman in the world wishes they could be with Tucker Stavros and I am with him, but I feel like...”
She stops talking and I let her work through what she needs to say. I hold her close to my chest and run my hand over her back in small circles. There’s that tiny piece in my heart that wants to comfort her, but mostly, I want her to tell me what is lacking in her relationship. I want her to tell me everything so I can learn as much as possible about the mind and emotions of Tucker.
“Sometimes I feel like he and I just share space. I know he cares about me, but I wonder if it’s more like a friend. Have you ever felt that way with someone? Like it’s easier to be with them than without them?”
She looks up at me, looking for answers. Maybe even reassurance. Too bad I want Tucker to look like the douchebag he is.
“No, I’ve never been that way with someone. When I’m with someone, I’m all in.”
Her mouth forms a little ‘O’ and I see she’s trying to decide what to do with her feelings for Tucker and the feelings she has for me. I’m sure she thinks I don’t know she has feelings for me, but they’ve been apparent for a while.
I take the choice away from her by lowering my head and lightly placing my lips to hers.
I feel her body tense and hear the startled gasp she lets out. I anticipated that. It’s why I didn’t go in for a deep kiss. I want her to be able to pull away if this is too much, but she pushes back into me until we’re as close as we can be. A small whimper passes her lips and I wonder whether it’s a sound of pleasure or pain.
Although she’s attracted to me, has growing feelings for me, she has a life with Tucker. It may not be the life she necessarily wants, but I don’t know that she’s ready to walk away from it either.
I haven’t been shy about telling her she’s beautiful since we’ve become “friends”. I enjoy watching her shyness take over as she looks to her feet. A woman this gorgeous should never feel so insecure, but she truly doesn’t have any idea how stunning she is. Tucker surely doesn’t make her feel that way.
She won’t feel that way when you’re done with her either.
I have to scream for my conscience to shut up. She chose to be in Tucker’s life which makes her expendable.
“Come on in. You look fantastic.”
“Ah, thank you,” she says, instantly acting shy.
I step back, allowing her to enter. Her eyes travel over my apartment and I know she’s wondering, like everyone else does, how I can afford such an extravagant place.
“I have money from my dad passing.”
“Huh?”
“That’s how I have this place. Everyone always wonders,” I say uncomfortably.
“I wasn’t going to ask you about it. I was going to say I’m glad to be here. I really needed a night out. Thanks, Grant.”
“Anytime, Vic. Want a beer?”
She nods yes and I motion for her to sit down. I head for the fridge while she makes herself comfortable. It makes me happy to see her take her boots off and tuck her feet up under her legs on my couch. It speaks of how much she trusts me already.
I hand her a beer and sit down, facing her. It’s evident in the way she starts picking at the label that something is eating at her. Lately, it seems, something always is.
“Want to tell me what’s going on, Vic? Why didn’t you go out with Tucker and Eddie?”
She looks at me and tears well in her eyes. I put my beer on the table, grab hers to do the same and pull her into my arms. I don’t know what that asshole did this time to make her feel like crying, but it makes me hate him even more.
“Tell me what happened, Vic,” I say softly, but with a bit of demanding to my voice.
“Nothing really happened, Grant. I’m probably just being stupid. Every woman in the world wishes they could be with Tucker Stavros and I am with him, but I feel like...”
She stops talking and I let her work through what she needs to say. I hold her close to my chest and run my hand over her back in small circles. There’s that tiny piece in my heart that wants to comfort her, but mostly, I want her to tell me what is lacking in her relationship. I want her to tell me everything so I can learn as much as possible about the mind and emotions of Tucker.
“Sometimes I feel like he and I just share space. I know he cares about me, but I wonder if it’s more like a friend. Have you ever felt that way with someone? Like it’s easier to be with them than without them?”
She looks up at me, looking for answers. Maybe even reassurance. Too bad I want Tucker to look like the douchebag he is.
“No, I’ve never been that way with someone. When I’m with someone, I’m all in.”
Her mouth forms a little ‘O’ and I see she’s trying to decide what to do with her feelings for Tucker and the feelings she has for me. I’m sure she thinks I don’t know she has feelings for me, but they’ve been apparent for a while.
I take the choice away from her by lowering my head and lightly placing my lips to hers.
I feel her body tense and hear the startled gasp she lets out. I anticipated that. It’s why I didn’t go in for a deep kiss. I want her to be able to pull away if this is too much, but she pushes back into me until we’re as close as we can be. A small whimper passes her lips and I wonder whether it’s a sound of pleasure or pain.
Although she’s attracted to me, has growing feelings for me, she has a life with Tucker. It may not be the life she necessarily wants, but I don’t know that she’s ready to walk away from it either.
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