Voyeur Extraordinaire(67)

Because I’d just had the most mind-blowing orgasm ever and I had a feeling it would only get better. I didn’t even want to imagine what Amy would say to all that. But hadn’t she been the one to tell me this was about lust, not love? So becoming Adrian’s lover was the logical choice. Just sex and pure lust, no strings attached, no emotions involved. Easy as that.

I strode over to the entrance of my building. Who was I kidding? I was never good at keeping my emotions out of things. I couldn’t even deal with Adrian’s quasi dismissal of me moments ago. How would I keep my heart protected if I allowed myself to sleep with Adrian again? And maybe more than only once?

I jabbed the bell button and a moment later, Amy voice came through the speakers, almost drowned out by static. “Nora?”

“Yes, it’s me.” She let me in and waited for me on our floor, looking worried. She took in my crumpled appearance, her brows drawing together. “What happened?”

“Long story,” I said, taking my keys from her and heading toward my apartment. Bruno tried to dig his paws into the floor, reluctant to leave Amy again. “Can I tell you later?”

“You have exactly thirty minutes to clean yourself up. I expect you in my apartment for breakfast. Don’t be late or I’ll pick you up.”

I smiled. “I’ll be there.”

I closed the door behind myself and leaned against it, the smile dropping from my face. There was a tightness in my chest. Even now, only minutes after I’d left Adrian’s apartment, I could already sense that my feelings for him were growing. It wasn’t love, but more than lust.

I wanted that big happy ending with Adrian, the forever kind, but maybe I’d have to settle for many small sexual happy endings instead. I’d have to put on my big girl panties and deal with my emotions, stash them somewhere deep inside where they wouldn’t get in the way of my thing with Adrian. I didn’t even have an actual name for what Adrian and I had agreed on.

I walked toward my wardrobe and grabbed a few clean clothes, then began unbuttoning the two remaining buttons of my blouse. My eyes found the window out of habit and my fingers froze. There was a huge piece of paper attached to Adrian’s window. I walked closer to my own and picked up my binoculars, pointing them at the sign.

Come over tonight. I can’t wait to make it up to you again.

A smile spread on my face. Adrian hadn’t dismissed or forgotten about me the moment I was out of his door. Maybe there was a chance for my happy ending. Lust could turn into love.

Let me convince you, Adrian.