A Wifey for the Bad Boy(53)

I felt the build-up of pressure and sped up, going nearly all the way off of him before slamming back down. He grunted and I moaned. I’d never been given control before and I found I liked it. It wasn’t much longer until I came, bringing him with me. I felt his body stiffen and his grip tightened. I kissed him and slowed my pace. He thrust hard and drove into me. Water sloshed over the side of the tub and I giggled. His brows creased together in concertation and then I bit his neck and he nearly growled.

When he slowed his movements to a stopped his breathing was ragged. “Dammit, darlin’.”

That’s all I needed to hear. I felt it too.





Chapter 5

Evan got out of the tub first and grabbed towels to clean up the water, and when I got out he held my hand to make sure I didn’t fall. My legs felt like jelly and I wobbled, but I wore a smile. I’d always known Evan was special. What happened was more than sex, and even though I worried, I had a feeling things would only continue to heat up more.

He patted me dry with a warm towel, and then I got dressed. I blushed, knowing that someone would know what had gone on in that tub.

“Stop, it happens all the time. It’s why there are only so many slots for this particular package. Everything gets cleaned properly.”

I nodded but still blushed. “What’s next?”

“We’ll have a nice lunch and then a massage.”

The day just kept getting better and better. This place was a hidden-away heaven, and I wondered if he did it on purpose. It seemed high-end and exclusive, even as it had a country feel. It was a mix of both worlds.



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The massage had to have been the best part of the day. Evan took over and we made love on the table. Now I wondered what he had planned. He smiled at me and put my hand on his thigh and covered it with his own as he drove. I was more relaxed than I had been in a long time—if ever. Evan ran his thumb on top of my hand and I glanced at him. “Thank you for today. It’s been amazing.”

“You deserve it, darlin’, and I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. I did too. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like this.”

“Now home?”

“Yeah, I have to take care of the dogs still, and I want to make sure I’m there when your dad calls. I’m going to come clean with him—”

I gasped. “It’s too soon, don’t you think?”

He tensed. “Do you? I don’t feel right lying to my friend, and I see this going somewhere.”

“I just don’t think you should tell my dad right now. We’ve had a great day and you know he’s going to flip shit and probably come home. I’d like a little more alone time with you before we have to face it is all.”

He sighed. “I guess you’re right, I’m just happy and I don’t want the guilt of keeping it a secret to cloud anything. I want you, Zoe, for as long as you’ll have me.”

“You’re serious? You want this to be something more even though I just basically got dumped?”

“You didn’t get dumped. You left him for cheating. I understand if you’re not ready, and I’ll wait as long as you want.”

I nodded. I knew what I wanted but I was afraid. “I just don’t want to rush, Evan. As much as I don’t want to admit it, Wes hurt me badly.”

“I know, darlin’. We can drop the subject for now, and I won’t talk to your dad then.” He smiled, but I could tell he was hurt. I wasn’t sure how a man’s mind worked, but I was pretty sure Evan wasn’t your typical guy. We’d had sex, twice, and most men would be happy with that, but apparently Evan was not. He wanted it all, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready. I’d only been home for a little over a day.

The rest of the drive was awkward and silent. He seemed to be mulling over my hesitance, and I didn’t know what to say. The relaxation was gone, and now I felt guilty. I hated hurting people’s feelings, but I also wouldn’t give into something if I wasn’t sure about it—never again. I did it before with Wes, and look how that turned out. It wasn’t Evan who I didn’t trust, it was me. I didn’t want to jump in too soon.

When we pulled into the driveway, there was a truck parked in front of the house and I gasped.

“Wes,” I said and my lip quivered. What the hell was he doing here? I unbuckled and sat frozen.

“He’s here to get you back, I’m sure. No man will drive across that far to have a chat.”

I looked at Evan and gave him sad smile. “I don’t think I’m ready to face him. There is so much—so much built up.”

“Darlin’, you should talk to him. If anything for closure.” He seemed to want to say more but shook his head.