The Scarred One(35)

“Has it really been that long since you’ve been here?”

“I came here and knew I couldn’t stand it. I packed everything away and rented an apartment in the same building as Caleb. I paid for the cleaners to keep an eye on it while I was away. When I brought you here, it was the first time that I came here since I closed it up. I packed up everything that I wanted, and everything else I left behind.”

“Are you going to paint?” she asked.

“You’re not going to call me names for leaving this place behind?”

“Why would I do that? You were hurt and didn’t want to come back here. I can understand that even if this place is awesome.” She kissed his cheek, resting against his chest. “Will you paint something for me?”

“You want me to paint?” He’d entered the room getting past that first step. The last thing he anticipated was to actually paint something. Henry didn’t want to say no to her.

“If you’re not ready you can tell me no.”

He stared down at her, and what he saw in her eyes scared him. She cared about him as he heard her telling Caleb that she did have feelings for him. It wasn’t love, yet from the look in her he knew it was close.

“I’ll paint, but you’re going to have to be the person I paint.”

She pulled away. “You want to paint me?”

“Yeah. You’re the only person I want to paint. Will you be a model for me?”

He saw she was struggling.

“If you want me to be a model? Are you sure about this? You could get a lot of other people willing to sit for you.”

“The only woman I want to draw is you.” He dropped a kiss to her lips. “Let me draw you.”

She rolled her eyes but stood. “Okay, but you’ve got to promise me you won’t show anyone else.”#p#分页标题#e#

“I promise. The only person who’ll get to see this is me.”

Lydia nodded. “Where do you want me?”

Henry didn’t want her in this room. There was nothing special about the room, and when he painted he wanted Lydia to feel special.

“Go back to bed. I’ll grab what I need.” He watched her leave the room. Grabbing the easel and the canvas he made his way into the bedroom. She lay on the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest.

“Stop worrying,” he said.

“I don’t know what to expect.”

“Don’t expect anything. I’ll be back in a minute.” He walked back into the store room selecting the colors he needed. Once he had everything, he made his way into the bedroom. Staring at Lydia, he started to direct her to how he wanted her to lie. He had her lying across the bed, staring at him with a smile. She was on her stomach, showcasing that wonderful curvy ass. One of her hands was in her hair, resting her head while the other was flat on the bed.

He took his seat behind the canvas. For several seconds he simply admired her frame. She was so tempting to him. His cock was long, hard, and pulsing with need to be inside her.

“You don’t have any idea how tempting you look.”

“I can see you like it.” Her gaze wandered down his body to rest on his large shaft.

“Don’t worry, baby. When I’ve finished drawing you, I’ll take care of your other needs.” They’d not used a condom all night, and he was happy about that. He didn’t want anything to be between them.

Picking up a pencil, he started to outline her body. It was late, but he wasn’t leaving her alone tomorrow. He wanted to spend the whole day with her. The last couple of days all he’d done was search for Bill and Leon with no luck. The men could wait while he was with his woman.

“You’re going to have to talk with Caleb again soon,” she said.

“I only kicked him out of our apartment a couple of hours ago. I’m sure he’ll be okay to wait a little longer until I’m ready for him.”

She shook her head. “You’re best friends and have been through so much together. Please, don’t let him hate me. He’s going to think I’m poisoning you against him or something.”

He chuckled. “Baby, it’s going to take a hell of a lot more than a few choice words from you to turn me against Caleb.”

“I don’t know how he thinks. I just want things to go okay. I’m friends with Donna.”

“I’ll talk to him. He better not say shit about you, otherwise my fist is going to have a meeting with his face.”

“You’re threatening violence again.”

Henry glanced at her smile. “Get used to it.”

He wasn’t going to change what he did for a living. There was no way he’d ever afford something like this if he looked for a real job. He didn’t have the qualifications to get on the straight and narrow.