“You’ll be pleased to know then that I have a big collection of pretty pieces.”
“You like them,” he asked, running his fingers down her hip, committing every single part of her to memory.
“I do. They’re my one weakness. You never know when you’re going to get run over. I think that was the silly mantra growing up. Always wear your best stuff as you don’t have a clue when it’s going to come in handy.”
“I don’t share, Elena,” he said, not liking the thought of another man seeing what now belonged to him.
“I’m not going to make you share. I’m not a multiple guy kind of woman.” She giggled. “I’d probably end up killing everyone knowing the kind of luck I have. You’ve seen what I’m like.”
“I have. I don’t know if it’s good luck or bad that I hired you. Still, I wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to have you really close.”
“You’re a strange guy, Cole.”
Yeah, he was. He’d been in love with a girl from the moment he first saw her at eight years old. That love had never changed, and it had only grown. He’d never for a second thought there was a chance that she would belong to him.
Pulling out of her pussy, he removed the condom, tying it up, and wrapping it in tissue. He tossed it into the trash, and then leaned down, picking her up.
She moaned. “Leave me be. I’m tired.”
“And you’re not going to sleep just yet. Time for a nice bath.” He picked her up, and moved her toward the en-suite bathroom. He filled the bath tub with water, and added some bubbles.
“I’m wide awake now,” she said, laughing.
“Your bath awaits you.” He took her hand, and helped her climb inside. Cole couldn’t stop watching her as she sank into the water. “Move up.”
She made room for him, by spinning around to face him. Cole wasn’t about to have that. Taking hold of her arm, he pulled her close so that her back was to him. “Don’t even think about that.”
Elena giggled. “You’re so bossy.”
“You’ve not told me your favorite color,” he said, distracting her.
“My favorite?”
“Yes.”
“Erm, let’s see, I think it will have to be blue. I love the color blue. Like the sky, and I also happen to have a really deep blue negligee.”
His cock thickened. “You’re going to have to show me all of these negligees that you’re talking about.”
“Tell me something about you,” she said. “Something that no one else knows.”#p#分页标题#e#
“That’s a tough one. Vincent and Danny know everything about me.”
“Vincent I can understand being your friend. Danny, he’s a bit … weird.”
“He’s a great friend when he wants to be.”
“He just doesn’t want to be a great one often?” she asked.
Cole laughed. “Let’s move on. Something about me that no one else knows. You know I love spicy food.”
“Yes.”
“I make a killer chocolate cake.”
“That is amazing, I will grant you that.”
“I don’t like strawberries,” he said. “And right now, having you in my arms, that is all I’ve ever wanted.” His friends knew of his obsession for Elena, but he’d never told them. They had discovered that with the way he constantly watched her. Life had gotten in the way. Three years didn’t seem like a lot to some people, but during that time, things changed, and by the time he’d come home from college, she’d been dating someone else. Their paths rarely crossed, unless he went to the library.
Between this project with the house, setting up the DIY store, and then working on his plumbing jobs, there hadn’t been any spare time.
Now was the time, and he intended to never let her go.
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Cole had taken her home before work started, and even though she wore her jeans and a crop top, she’d kept his shirt, and buttoned it up in the middle. The shirt still smelled like him, and she enjoyed having him close.
Deuce was out in one of the aisles helping a customer, and she was serving people random stuff, skirting, screws, and other bits and pieces to finish off home projects.
“What happened to your hand?” asked Martha, one of the librarians who had hated to let her go.
“Let’s just say that it is an occupational hazard.”
“You did it here?”
“No. It’s fine. A knife was left in the bowl, and I went to do the washing up, and ugh, you see where this is going.” Martha was already wincing. “Yeah, I am a hazard mess. I think I should come with one of those warnings. Hire at own risk.”