Beard Wanted (Rent-a-Dom Book 4) by Susi Hawke & Piper Scott

Author:Susi Hawke & Piper Scott [Hawke, Susi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-21T18:30:00+00:00

13

Monty

Christian took me twice more that night, this time with proper lube—not that we needed much. Between what remained of the aloe and what he’d shot into me, I was wet for him. Even though I knew it was wrong, the more he came, the hotter I got. I’d never gone bareback before, and the thrill was outstanding. I’d always thought it was strange that Robin hadn’t had the sense to use condoms with Troy, but now that I was with Christian, I understood. It felt like if I didn’t let him come inside of me, I’d die.

Tomorrow, when he was gone, I’d carve time out of my busy schedule and pick up the morning-after pill. That was all. It’d just mean I’d have to focus. With Christian here several days of the week for training, my work was piling up, but I knew I could get through it if I put my mind to it. I’d been slacking. I could be more productive if I tried.

Except one hot night together looked like it was going to become one steamy morning together, too—I’d intended to ask Christian to leave after it was clear that no more sex was going to happen, but every time I went to ask him to go, a profound sense of sorrow twisted in my chest, and I kept my lips shut. My brain was still trying to actively deny how nice it felt to be pressed against someone’s chest, held safe in someone’s arms, and kept warm by their body heat. And, if I was being honest, the big bed I slept in alone felt a lot less desolate with another soul there to share its sheets.

So I let Christian stay.

While he passed out with minimal effort and snored softly against the back of my head, I reached for my phone, only to realize it was still downstairs, probably non-functional. I closed my eyes and held back an exasperated sigh—I’d wanted to get in touch with Robin in the hopes he could help me figure out what my next steps were, but that wasn’t going to happen. It looked like tonight, I was on my own.

As Christian slept, I stroked his arm and thought about what Robin would say. Once he was done laughing that I’d brought work to bed, he’d ask me how I felt. Once, not long after he’d met his now-husband, Troy, he’d given me a similar call, and I’d talked sense at him just like I wanted him to talk sense with me. The irony didn’t escape me. It was easy to give advice from an outside perspective, but now that I was in the thick of things, I realized it wasn’t so easy from the inside.

I needed to do something about the Christian situation—I just couldn’t figure out what.

I closed my eyes and let my mind wander, hoping that if I did, it would lead me to the root of my problem. My thoughts spiraled, butting up against the same points over and over again.

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