Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Christ, she's perfect. So fucking perfect.
I scoop her up into my arms, striding out of the kitchen.
"Where are we going?"
"I'm going to get you naked. You're going to sit on my face. We're both going to come until we can't move."
"You should read more," she says with a soft moan, shifting restlessly in my arms. "Books give you all kinds of fantastic ideas."
I chuckle, dipping my head to claim her mouth in another deep kiss.
Chapter Eight
Loralei
Ash and I spend half of Sunday dealing with my car. As suspected, there's no saving it. I'm not entirely surprised, but I am sad about it. I loved that car. Actually, I loved that I didn't have to go buy a new one because of that car.
He offers to buy me a new one, but I shoot that idea down flat. There's no way I'm letting him buy me a car when my insurance will help cover at least some of the expense, enough to put a little down, at least.
I do let him help arrange a rental until the insurance adjuster can take a look at it, though. By the time the fire department gets the tree off it, and a tow truck hauls it to a shop in town, the day is half over.
We spend the rest of the day in bed, talking, laughing. He spends a good portion of the day trying to see how many times he can make me come. Turns out, it's a lot.
That's not a complaint, just a statement of fact.
By the time Monday morning rolls around, I'm not ready to leave. I want to stay forever. Unfortunately, I can't. The library won't open itself.
"Do you think…?" I hesitate, not sure if I'm allowed to invite him to my place. Maybe he wants to hide out here where no one knows where to find him.
"That you should stay here today? Absolutely," he says, grinning at me. "Who really uses the library anyway?"
"Approximately 155 million people per year in the United States."
He startles, gaping at me. "No shit?"
"No shit."
"Jesus. That's a lot more than I thought," he mumbles, making me smile. "Ask your question."
"Um, I was just going to ask if maybe you'd want to have dinner with me at my place tonight?" I say, avoiding his gaze. "You can say no. I'll understand if you'd rather no—"
He silences me with his lips on mine. "Fuck yeah, I want to come over tonight, Loralei. I will never say no to more time with you."
I melt against him, relieved. "I'm usually finished by five." I pause. "Well, I need to go by the bookstore afterward, so maybe seven?"
"Text me your address, and I'll be there."
I smile. Who knew getting a rockstar to agree to a date would be so easy? Not me.
"I wish you could stay," he murmurs, cupping my cheek. "It's going to be too fucking quiet here without you."
I bite my bottom lip, suddenly worried. "Will you be okay? I mean, if you think you aren't ready yet, maybe I can…"
He places a finger over my lip, smiling softly. "That's not what I meant, beautiful. I'll be perfectly fine. There isn't a single drop of alcohol in the cabin. I'm just going to miss having you here, that's all."
"Oh."
"Yeah." His smile grows. "Oh."
"I'll miss you too, Ash."
He groans loudly, pressing his lips to mine in a hard kiss. "You better get out of here, Loralei. If you don't, I'm not going to let you go. I'm going to recreate that thing in your book where he used sheets to tie her to the bed to keep her there."
My core clenches, a moan tumbling from my lips.
He chuckles, gently nudging me toward my rental. "Go, baby. I'll see you tonight."
"See you tonight, Ash." I practically dive into the car before I decide no one really uses the library anyway.
"Here you go, Lexi," I say, sliding a stack of books across the counter to the adorable little blonde in pigtails and chunky glasses. "You're all checked out."
"Thanks, Ms. Grey," she chirps, stretching to try to reach them. She's not quite tall enough, though. Or, rather, her stack is a little too tall for her.
"I've got it," her mom, Cora, says, scooping them into her arms. "Thanks, Loralei."
Lexi beams at her, skipping in place.
I just smile as they head for the exit, certain Lexi will be back by the end of the week for a brand-new stack. She reads as much as I did when I was her age.
They pause at the doors, stepping aside to allow someone inside. I grin when I see Lilah stepping through the doors, her arms loaded down with books. She pauses to speak with Cora and Lexi for a moment before heading my way.
"Brought you something," she says, dropping her stack of books on the counter. "These are damaged, so we can't sell them. Figured you could use them for the next basement sale here."