A Capacity for Falling in Love: A steamy, standlone Romance by Carrie Clarke

Author:Carrie Clarke [Clarke, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wordwhich
Published: 2023-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Rosanna

I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to leave this room. I can’t believe I propositioned Ben last night. Maybe it was the champagne. Or the dancing. Or the foot rub. But something possessed me.

I tried to shake the crazy idea, but by the time I had struggled out of my straight-jacket dress, showered, and put on my pyjamas, the thought was firmly planted and I couldn’t let it go.

The dress. It must have been the dress. It cut off the blood supply to my brain. It’s the only plausible explanation for why I had the audacity to go into Ben’s room and hit him with my crazy idea.

And he was so lovely about it. So kind and compassionate.

The problem is, even though I can’t believe I did it, and I’m mortified at my boldness, I meant every word I said. And if he didn’t hate the idea, if he thought it might be something he would be happy to do, I would do it in a heartbeat.

The more pressing problem, however, is how I gather the courage to leave my room and face him. Because at the moment, my plan is Schrodinger’s cat. It may or may not be possible. When I leave this room, I’ll know. One way or the other. If it’s a no, I don’t know how we’ll move forward. Oh, yeah, there’s also the small point that I’ll be crushed.

I hear Ben’s door open and close. He’s going for his morning run. I have about half an hour to put my big girl panties on and decide how to handle this.

I could go with the ‘oh, don’t take any notice of me, I was drunk’ defence. Which I wasn’t. I was no more than slightly mellow.

Or there’s the complete amnesia angle: ‘I have no recollection of such a conversation’. But my friendship with Ben means too much to me to lie.

There really is only one option. Honesty.

I must drift off—I didn’t get much sleep last night, for obvious reasons—because the next thing I know, there’s a knock at my door. Oh, God.

“Yes?” I struggle to sit up, pushing my hair out of my face and pulling the covers up my chest. Which is ridiculous, given he’s seen me naked. But still.

Ben’s head appears around the door. My cheeks burn.

“Thought you might like some breakfast.” He comes into the room, still sweaty from his run, with a keep-it cup of coffee and a brown bag containing, I’m pretty sure, my favourite herb and cheese muffin. He really is too good to be true.

“Thank you.” I can’t even look him in the eye. So how are we going to … ugh.

He hands them over and retreats but turns when he gets to the door.

“I need a shower. When I’m done, I thought we could talk about what happened last night. No pressure from me. If you’ve changed your mind, that’s totally fine. I figured you might have questions or whatever.”

Before I can answer, he’s out the door.

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