When I open my eyes I see a giant glass of water and two pills sitting next to it. I down them both before falling right back to sleep. I have no idea how they got there, but I'm oh so thankful for them. It's much later when I wake up again and there's a banging on my door."Rise and shine!" Roxy shouts before the door flies open. I'm surprised she knocked at all.I sit up, feeling so much better than I did the first time, but I don't even know what time it is."It's four in the afternoon." Roxy answers my unspoken question. My eyes go wide. I'm happy I didn't have anything to do this weekend. She shuts my door behind her and brings in a bag of food."Oh God," I groan as flashes of the night before come back to me."I can't believe you went and got drunk for the first time without me." Roxy drops the bag of food down on my small dining room table and narrows her eyes at me, trying to look pissed."I'm never—"She cuts me off. "Oh yeah, you're doing that again. Maybe not tonight or eve
"He called Mitch to bail him out of jail, but before he even told him he got arrested, he was making sure Mitch had me checking on you. I mean come on. The man is in love with you." Everything she says is white noise after I hear "arrested."I stand up from my chair, almost knocking it over. "Arrested?""Well, you can't just punch people." She shrugs like it's no big deal Nolan got arrested. Guilt hits me hard and I close my eyes. I got him arrested. All he was trying to do was look after me. I'm an adult. I know he feels he needs to take care of me because of my dad, but not like this."Where is he?" I ask. I need to tell him I'm sorry. Then I need to get the hell out of here. I'm not only messing with my life, I'm messing with his too. Nolan is a minor celebrity. I can't imagine this will be good for his reputation. I'm pretty sure he even has an agent or something."Probably back from the car show. Mitch got him out early this morning." That's right, it's Saturday. There's always a
"Fuck," I grunt as I try to hold still."I'm almost there," Stacy says softly, and I close my eyes.I try to take my mind off what's happening but it's no use. Everywhere inside me is pain, so why not feel that on the outside as well?"We've been at this for years, are you ever going to be done with me?" Stacy pauses and I let out a deep breath."I told you earlier this is the last time." I hear a small laugh, but it's not a lie; this time I mean it."The next time you text me in the middle of the night, I'll remind you of that."I hear talking on the other side of the door and I look up."Don't worry. I locked it." Stacy confirms my unspoken question and I nod."How much longer?" I ask, ready to put my clothes back on.There's a long pause and then the pain is gone. "You're all set."My feet are a little unsteady as I stand up and stretch. The muscles in my back ache but in a good way. Some people might not consider getting tattooed to be therapeutic, but in a weird way it helps me g
I hit the steering wheel again as if it will help. I can't believe this is happening. I have no idea what is wrong with my car. I've checked everything I could think of and it's flat-out dead. It's like someone flipped a switch and everything went out.I pick up my dead cell, willing it to work but drop it back down when all I see is a black screen. That's what I get for trying to get the hell outta Dodge without a plan. I'm lucky my car was home to begin with. I have no idea how it got from the bar to my place last night. It had to have been Nolan because he always takes care of me in some way.My plan is to not be his to take care of anymore, but right now I wish for nothing more than him to appear and fix this. Even though I shouldn't have, I found comfort in knowing he was always next door. It was part of why I chose to move out of my childhood home. It wasn't just for a change, it was to be closer to him so I'd get to see him every day."He's busy," I remind myself.I swallow the
"I don't know why you have this need to keep apologizing to me but it's going to stop." I say.She won't look at me as she shrugs and I pull up to her place. She makes a grab for the handle and I snatch her arm."Goddamn it, Caroline, quit running from me.""I'm not running." She tries to pull her arm free but I nod my head towards her grip on the door."You did the same thing last night and every chance before this. I've been trying to go slow and give you time.""Time for what, Nolan? I don't even know what that means. Besides, don't you need to get back to the woman in your office?""Are you kidding me right now?" I say, shocked as I see hurt flash in her eyes."Oh, don't pretend. I heard the noises coming from your door and Mitch wasn't letting me in. You think I'm stupid?""I think you're stubborn, dramatic, and the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on." She blinks up at me a few times as her mouth falls open. "I didn't have a woman in my office, no matter what you say you
I can't possibly come again. Not after what he's just done to me. He was almost rough but at the same time, my body begged for him to be harder. I want him to have his way with me, as corny as that sounds. But the feeling of him getting off to what he's doing is turning me on more than I ever thought possible.He pushes my legs apart so I'm wide open with nowhere to go. I'm spread as far as my legs will allow and he's staring down at my pussy and licking his lips. I've never been kissed, let alone had someone do the things he's just done. But if it always feels this good, I never want him to stop.He's right that we have a lot to talk about and plans to make, but right now all I can think about is how the man I've been in love with since I was a girl is between my legs."Virgin pussy sure is sweet." He looks me in the eyes as he licks his fingers and I feel my lower half clench.His filthy words are making me hotter and I can feel my cheeks blushing. My nipples are tender from his att
"This is surreal." I lick the syrup from my lips and watch as Nolan flips a pancake.He's standing in the small kitchen wearing nothing but his boxer briefs that cut low across his ass, not only showing off all the hard lines of the muscles he has from years of manual labor but my image inked on his skin. I'd pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming but I can still feel him on me. The throb between my legs from our lovemaking is still there and I don't think it will be leaving any time soon. Was that lovemaking or fucking? I think it was everything rolled into one after years of pent-up longing and need finally getting released."Eat," Nolan tells me as he looks over his shoulder. I forgot about my food and I reluctantly pull my eyes from him and take another bite."I didn't know you could cook," I say before taking another giant bite of the fluffy goodness.I always cooked for Dad and me, and Nolan often joined us for meals or I'd take them down to him at the shop. That stopped wh
"I still can't believe you put a tracker on my car," I mumble.I also can't believe how much that turns me on, but I keep that to myself. I don't feel so stalkerish about always peeking out my window towards his shop to see what he was doing."Trust that I'm always going to know where you are. I'm going to put a tracker on your fine ass." I can hear the laughter in his voice, but I know he's not joking."I want one too." I lift my head to look up at him."Go for it. I only go to the shop and car shows. Besides, I don't think either of us will have to track the other. I've made it so you never have to be far from me."He picks me up from off the counter and carries me back towards the bed. I wiggle against him, wondering what he's talking about, but I could also go for another round. I don't care if I'm sore."None of that." He drops me down onto the bed and I reach for him but he dodges me. He comes back a moment later with socks in his hand and wearing a pair of sweatpants. I sit up