ACCIDENTAL TRYST by Natasha Boyd

Author:Natasha Boyd
Language: eng
Format: epub

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We're still laughing about it a few minutes later when I turn off the downstairs lights and head up to the bedroom.

"I'm crying, Trystan. Actual, real tears I'm laughing so hard." She's had to put the phone down.

"I haven't heard you apologize yet," I tell her as I trot up her stairs.

"Me? Apologize? Why?" Emmy can finally breathe.

"It's your cat."

"Okay, I'm so sorry, Trystan. Especially as you told me you don't like pussies on your face."

Oh, she went there, and I'm not letting her out of it. "It would depend on the pussy, Emmy."

There's a sharp inhale.

An instant visual of Emmy over me, me looking up her sweet body with all its secrets on display, to all that glorious red hair surrounding her flushed face. Her sinking down to meet my mouth. God, I'd love to know how she tastes.

A punch of lust rips through my gut, and it almost brings me to my knees.

I look at the phone screen, but all I see is the hotel ceiling.

"Emmy," I say. My voice is rough to my own ears. She must know what's in my head.

"Don't go there, Trystan."

"Why not?" I ask.

"Because."

"Because why? Look at me, Emmy."

"No."

"Because why?"

"Fine."

The camera angle moves and her face, cheeks flushed and eyes bright, comes into view. I sink onto her bed. "Christ, you're beautiful," I say, cutting off anything she’s about to say.

She swallows heavily. "You're not so bad yourself."

"Why can't I go there, Emmy?"

"We don't ... know each other. Not really."

I stare at her. I've never bared myself to anyone the way I have to her. Probably because I thought we didn't really know each other. But maybe we do. Today, I heard her at her most vulnerable. Her most scared. And instead of running away, I ran toward danger. I've shared. She's shared. I'm in her home surrounded by her scent.

"I do know you, Emmy."

"You don't." She shakes her head.

"And you know me."

"No."

"Better than anyone alive." It's the God's honest truth.

"But I've only seen you once in my life. And it wasn't the greatest first impression if I'm honest."

I wince and blow out a breath. This is the pushing too hard too fast thing I've been doing. It makes her bolt. I have to reel it back in. Go slower.

"Okay. Maybe you're right. What don't I know about you that matters?"

"That's not how this works."

"Isn't it?"

"No."

"So tell me."

"You don't know what makes me cry—"

"David," I interject. "Families. Injustice. People who are alone. Christmas movies, I bet."

"You're guessing."

"Well. Am I right?"

"Partially. What makes me laugh?"

"Apart from me being attacked by your cat?"

She smiles. "Apart from that."

"The absurdity of life," I tell her. "You find the ironic and the absurd in every situation. Particularly the tough ones. It's what helps you through life."

Her smile falters, and she blinks. "How can you—?"

"But also people. Their quirks. Their gifts. Your friends. Your godson. You seek out the joy. You find it even when no one else can."

She blows out a long slow breath.

"Trystan," she says,

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