Auctioned to the Lumberjack (Highest Bidder) by Hope Ford

Author:Hope Ford [Ford, Hope]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Nikki

I don’t know what I expected, but it isn’t this. Before, we were never able to keep our hands off one another, and now it seems like he doesn’t know how to act with me. I know I make him uncomfortable. He keeps hiding his face from me as if I care about the scars. He doesn’t understand that I don’t even see them. All I see is the man that still owns my heart.

“You care if I borrow your tub?”

He practically chokes as he nods his head. “Yeah, uh, sure. Go ahead.”

I stand here patiently and wait for him to point me in the right direction. His gaze is tracking up and down my body, and when he shifts his stance, I see the bulge in his jeans. I try to hide my smile. “Where is it?”

The snaps him out of it, and he shakes his head as he wheels my luggage past me. “Sorry. I mean, I should at least give you the tour of the house. Living room and kitchen.” He points at the open area around us. He walks down a hall and shuts the first door he comes to. “My office is in there, but it’s a mess.” He walks farther down the hall. “Bathroom and bedroom.”

I look into the bedroom and see the massive bed sitting in the middle of the room. He looks at it and back at me. “There’s only one bed, but I can sleep...”

I cut him off. “It’s fine. We only need one bed. We’re married, Ethan, and there’s nothing holding us back now.”

He swallows, and real fear comes over his face, but that doesn’t stop me from asking him, “Do you want to shower with me?”

He backs out of the room. “Uh, no, I’m going to go work in the office or something.”

Before I can stop him, he’s walking down the hallway, but he doesn’t stop at his office. He goes straight outside and slams the door behind him.

I bite my lip, wondering if we’re ever going to be okay. I thought this was something he would want and that if I pushed him just a little, he’d realize it. But maybe I was wrong. Maybe all I’m doing is making it worse.

I open my bags and don’t bother to unpack. Hell, for all I know, he may be having me leave before the night’s out.

I pull my hair up in a bun on top of my head and jump in the shower. I wash all the makeup and baby oil off my skin. When I’m done, I listen for any noise in the house, but there is none. I dress quickly and make my way down the hall to his office. I knock on the big door, but when I don’t hear anything, my curiosity is piqued, and I gently open it.

When I walk in and see my face on the wall, I open the door even farther and walk into the room. My hand goes to my heart when I see the number of pictures of me on every wall in the room.

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