After His Peonies: A Romantic Comedy by Alina Jacobs

Author:Alina Jacobs [Jacobs, Alina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-11T18:30:00+00:00

The next morning, my alarm blared. Meg sat straight up in bed, the blanket falling off and exposing her breasts.

"You have really nice tits," I said as she wildly looked around.

"Hunter, what the hell? Did I sleep with you?" she demanded.

"No," I said with a yawn, "I just ate you out." I smirked at the blush that crept up her face. "You really enjoyed yourself. Good thing my condo is soundproofed."

She looked slightly shocked—and a little turned on if I wasn't mistaken.

"Now I want you for breakfast," I said, reaching for her.

She batted my hand away. "I need to go to work."

I groaned and turned over. "I have a better idea. Let's have a nice, relaxing breakfast like civilized people, and then maybe we can come back here—"

"And play hide the sausage?"

"No, that would be unsanitary. I was thinking more of hide the peonies. You enjoy getting a big, thick bouquet, don't you?" I kissed her thigh.

She swung her legs over the side of the bed and headed to the bathroom.

"Can I join you in the shower?" I called after her.

"No," Meg said. I was reaching for my phone when I heard her yell, "Oh my God!"

"What is it?" I ran to the bathroom, flinging the door open.

"This bathroom is huge!" she exclaimed. "You have a freestanding tub."

"I never use it."

"Is that why there's a plant in it?" she demanded.

I shrugged. "It purifies the air."

"I could live in this bathroom," Meg gushed.

"Yeah. A toaster oven, a mini fridge. I could see it."

She kicked me out of the bathroom to shower alone.

When she came out, she seemed annoyed. The towel was held firmly around her, though I could see the curves of her breasts disappear under the white terrycloth. I wanted to finish what we'd started last night, but the expression on her face said that it would be in my best interest to give her a wide berth.

"I hope that scowl isn't directed at me."

"My underwear." The scowl deepened.

"Actually smell pretty good," I said, picking them up and pressing them to my face.

"That is—" She gaped at me.

"Really turning me on? Yeah, you could say that."

She tried to snatch them back from me.

I grinned, watching her jump in front of me, her towel slipping a little bit.

"You're like a horny teenager," she complained, giving up.

"You didn't have any objections last night."

She blushed slightly but smiled to herself.

"Put on your suit and go commando. We're doing the walk of shame to breakfast!" I said.

"I thought you were going to make me breakfast," she said as she dressed.

"I was going to make you breakfast. But you said you had to go to work," I told her. "This is the most expedient option."

Meg looked like a neat little package in her grey suit. And only I knew that when you unwrapped her, there would be a surprise waiting.

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