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“Did you ask lint of defiance shiainst ha dark soundtrack to the desire currently coursing throughaway the fear that’s held

“I asked you to stay because I don’t want you going home alone”

“I can safely take a cab,” she offers, gesturing with her chin to the door, but I shake my head I don’t want her to leave

“Not tonight,” I inform her

She looks atwith responses she can offera step back, I offer Nea soaze away from her

“Okay,” she finally says “But, I need so h She’s still draped in the expensive purple ensemble, and I wish she didn’t have to take it off because she looks exquisite

“I have some sweatpants and a T-shirt that should fit,” I tell her She nods, and I hold outso I have been on edge for years Since Shay left, I’ve only focused on drinkinglost in the fact that I don’t have a fucking clue if I’ll ever paint again But with Nea here, everything feels different

“Thank you,” she says again, and it’s starting to feel like our ritual Her thankingand sub

“You don’t have to keep thanking uest bedroom I push open the door and show her inside “You’re my employee, someone I need to keep safe” I know it’s a lie She’s captured my attention so much more than any employee ever should

“I’ve been taught to be polite, and saying thank you is the polite thing to do” This is what she tells ertips to trail over the curtains, the bed linen, even the smooth wood of the vanity

“Well, you’ve already thankedit,” I tell her ada eyes “I’ll get the clothes so you can get changed There is an attached bathroom if you’d like to freshen up I can leave the items on the bed for you”

I nod before shutting the door behind ainst the cool wood, hoping it will cal rab the sweats and tee for her Just the thought of her draped in rab the items

When I return to her, she’s not in the room, but I notice the bathroo on the bed, I leave, heading straight for the living roo ht with the awareness of her presence

I haven’t been alone with a wo only a couple of doors down fro the patio doors to clear the air in the house Being such an old building, I find that at ti to do with the dark-haired beauty

I settle on the bench overlooking the vast gardens Without since she’s barefoot Feeling her presence is what has ht in my throat

She’s practically drowning in my clothes, and her wet hair ht in the rain Her skin is a soft pink fro was hot water from the shower, her cheeks rosy, and her plu I want to feel them once more, but I’d love to also see them wrapped around my dick

“Would you like a drink?” I ask after clearing my throat

She s “Yes, please,” she tells s underneath her ass