helpful mind scolded me, but somehow I managed to respond with a chirpy, “See you later, baby.”
I hung up the phone, feeling utter dread circumnavigate my stomach. How could I have been so thoughtless to not have even bothered talking to him about what we were. Explaining from the start that this was just sex. I thought he knew that. It’s not like when we were together we did anything much other than bonk. It had all seemed pretty clear cut to me. My mind wandered back to my words: “I don’t want this to turn into a habit;” and yet it did, and now I was in this predicament.
Where was granny and all her stupid photos now? They would have been the perfect distraction for my mind, away from the long journey ahead of me taking me straight back to reality via this metal, chugging box.
1 4
I stood in the light of the window.
Waiting.
Watching.
I looked up at the ticking clock hanging on the wall. Oh, how I hated that clock. The ticking was so loud, reminding me merrily as every second slipped by. Shut up! I thought. I so have to replace that clock.
It was now 1:05 p.m. and still there was no sign of Josh. Maybe he figured out that I was with someone else? I tried calling—he didn’t pick up.
Odd.
“Finally,” I muttered, feeling the dread return to my being as his black Lambo screamed around the corner roaring across the coble stones and revved aggressively out in front of my building. Talk about creating a scene— why can’t you just ride a skateboard?
I shut my eyes, looking for some sort of divine strength within. I came up with jack all, and now I had run out of time. This was it, I had to face him and tell him in the kindest way possible that the bonking school was over—class dismissed.
I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I went to open the door. I looked tired. Nervous and tired. It would have been so much easier to have just sent him a text, but I couldn’t do that to him; I needed to see Josh one last time to tell him to his face.
I opened the door and managed to drag myself downstairs—I so didn’t want to see the look in Josh’s puppy dog eyes when I told him.
The Lambo sat there idling, its cylinders growling like a wild animal. I smirked as my mind drifted back to the first night we had met at the club—it sure was sex on wheels. I’m going to miss that car, I thought.
“Hello, darlin’!”
My entire body froze as my eyes flashed over towards the driver’s side where Daniel was stepping out of the Lambo.
“I’d like you to meet someone.”
The passenger door opened, and the first thing I saw was a head full of dirty blonde curls—the same curls I had run my fingers through multiple times right before we had sex.
Daniel smiled that beautiful, cheeky smile of his, grinning from ear to ear. “And this, darlin’, is my son! He’s a right rascal; I know you’re gonna love him.”
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I hung up the phone, feeling utter dread circumnavigate my stomach. How could I have been so thoughtless to not have even bothered talking to him about what we were. Explaining from the start that this was just sex. I thought he knew that. It’s not like when we were together we did anything much other than bonk. It had all seemed pretty clear cut to me. My mind wandered back to my words: “I don’t want this to turn into a habit;” and yet it did, and now I was in this predicament.
Where was granny and all her stupid photos now? They would have been the perfect distraction for my mind, away from the long journey ahead of me taking me straight back to reality via this metal, chugging box.
1 4
I stood in the light of the window.
Waiting.
Watching.
I looked up at the ticking clock hanging on the wall. Oh, how I hated that clock. The ticking was so loud, reminding me merrily as every second slipped by. Shut up! I thought. I so have to replace that clock.
It was now 1:05 p.m. and still there was no sign of Josh. Maybe he figured out that I was with someone else? I tried calling—he didn’t pick up.
Odd.
“Finally,” I muttered, feeling the dread return to my being as his black Lambo screamed around the corner roaring across the coble stones and revved aggressively out in front of my building. Talk about creating a scene— why can’t you just ride a skateboard?
I shut my eyes, looking for some sort of divine strength within. I came up with jack all, and now I had run out of time. This was it, I had to face him and tell him in the kindest way possible that the bonking school was over—class dismissed.
I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I went to open the door. I looked tired. Nervous and tired. It would have been so much easier to have just sent him a text, but I couldn’t do that to him; I needed to see Josh one last time to tell him to his face.
I opened the door and managed to drag myself downstairs—I so didn’t want to see the look in Josh’s puppy dog eyes when I told him.
The Lambo sat there idling, its cylinders growling like a wild animal. I smirked as my mind drifted back to the first night we had met at the club—it sure was sex on wheels. I’m going to miss that car, I thought.
“Hello, darlin’!”
My entire body froze as my eyes flashed over towards the driver’s side where Daniel was stepping out of the Lambo.
“I’d like you to meet someone.”
The passenger door opened, and the first thing I saw was a head full of dirty blonde curls—the same curls I had run my fingers through multiple times right before we had sex.
Daniel smiled that beautiful, cheeky smile of his, grinning from ear to ear. “And this, darlin’, is my son! He’s a right rascal; I know you’re gonna love him.”
On the edge of your seat wondering what will happen next between Siena & Daniel?
UNSTOPPABLE #3
Coming Soon!
To ensure you don’t miss the final steamy story in the Unstoppable Trilogy visit: www.samantharomeroauthor.blogspot.com
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