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I tell ain If he wants les at me Nowadays relationships are so much more equal

I slowly inhale and text him, Will you be in town this weekend?

And to ht away

Yes

My heart starts thundering I text back, Any plans?

I planned to look up my princess

Gahhhh I love that too much

She wants to cook you dinner Will you coht Sexy cad

8 perating, "He’s co into town this weekend just to see me"

"Yoohoo for you" She sounds bored

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DURING THE WEEK, I bury s shipped off to an eBay store so I can liquidate, and fast My closet suddenly seee since I only kept one pair of sneakers, one pair of pus, and one pair of rain boots I also went down to only three pairs of slacks, two pairs of jeans, a small assortment of tops, and the most basic dresses My accessories were the most difficult to part with But I kept thethree colors daily, even if the splashes of color o splurge at Whole Foods because I’ cheap food for Greyson--I just couldn’t So I bring ho full of healthy and fresh items, slip on the only apron I kept--a frilly yellow one froie--and I cook a homemade dinner for hi to do

Menu-wise I went for arugula and pear salad with goat cheese and a light vinaigrette, my special pasta pesto, a loaf of homemade bread, and apple tarts dusted with cinna when I’ the food, I think of how I’nize my own needs, as a wo with a dozen different guys, needs that couldn’t possibly be met until you make a real connection--scary, powerful, inexplicable--with someone Someone you least expect Greyson’s face hauntsand replaying his different kinds of sent one, the sleepy one, the flat one he gives Pandora, and the one that’s alive hiive in to it

I love that best

Because it feels like I’ it out even when he doesn’t want ive ood around here and nize the warot inside and crept up onar over six inches of bad boy with his lips only a hairbreadth away from mine My senses reel as I absorb his nearness and slide reedy exploration up his thick arasp, "I--"

He kisses , blending,I’ve ever had And now I can’t think or talk or hardly stand on my oo feet

He pulls away and I feel myself blush at his heated appraisal "I like this," he whispers and signals at ht in his eyes makes me feel like I just won top prize on Iron Chef--and he hasn’t even tastedto like it even more when you realize I plan to feed you dessert et the best of hie him down on one of the two stools at the end of the kitchen island "It’s not what you think, it’s actual food!"

"Are you taking this off for s the sash of ood boy"

He chuckles, a rich, full sound, his grin devastating, taking over my brain "You like it better when I’rin, I pull out the pasta dish with a glove, aware of hi a short dress underno panties The thought sends a tingle through me

There’s a silence and a creak of the stool as he leans back, kicks off his shoes, and there’s a confused, almost a his jaw as he watcheswhat you’re doing all the time" He pauses, then, his voice lower and thicker than ever, "You ives rin "One I want to know the answer to"

I return the grin with one of my own as I serve us both, and when I set down his salad and pasta, he clamps his bare hand around rowing fire inthe inside of my wrist

"Do you?" he asks, softly

"Yes," I whisper I trail my free hand across his jaw and i, near his ear, "A lot"