Bewitched By Her by Callahan Crash

Author:Callahan , Crash [Callahan , Crash]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2020-10-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

I woke up cocooned in the softest sheets I’d ever touched. While I hadn’t been anywhere close to drunk the night before, I’d been exhausted enough that it was impossible to remember getting out of the Hummer and getting ready for bed.

When I ran my hands over my body beneath the covers, I was wearing a lace negligee with nothing under it. I was a size twelve and Vanessa was probably a size four or six, so I knew she must have purchased it with me in mind. It made me blush, thinking of her in a lingerie store, going through racks of sexy garments in luxurious fabrics to find something that would accentuate my curves just right.

Vanessa wasn’t beside me, but there was still warmth on what I presumed had been her side of the bed. The scent of butter and sugar melting together on the stovetop reassured me that she hadn’t left me alone because she was angry; she was making me breakfast.

While I had the room to myself, I let my eyes roam around her space. This was the first time I’d been in Vanessa’s bedroom.

The bed had a headrest covered in black leather with nailhead trim and a duvet the color of blood. Paired with the oversized gothic photography that decorated her otherwise sparse walls, it looked like the kind of place one would film upscale vampire porn. The rest of her furniture was the kind of heavy that meant it had to be ungodly expensive and impossible to move.

I was torn between luxuriating in her silky heaven and tearing myself out of paradise to touch her celestial skin. Either way, I was looking at a win/win.

In the kitchen, she greeted me with a kiss on the nose before popping a strawberry between my lips. “I hope you like French toast.”

My stomach rumbled in response. “I’d like anything you made me.”

I was twenty-five, and it was the first time in my life a lover had made me breakfast, unless Max shoving a near-empty box of sugar cereal at me counted for anything. In the past, I’d always been the partner doing the spoiling.

“That’s good, because I’m about to make you an offer.”

She took my shoulder and used it to steer me toward the kitchen table, where orange juice and a plate full of syrup, whipped cream, and berries awaited me. I plopped down and tore into the food, devouring the first triangle of Crème anglaise before she was able to settle in across from me.

Dancing as I had the night before always made me ravenous. I felt like I was in a scene from Beauty and the Beast . Vanessa, beautiful and poised, was clearly Belle. I was the Beast, shoveling food into my mouth like a feral animal with no home training. I tried to slow down my pace, dabbing the syrup from the corner of my mouth with a napkin.

“And what is this offer of yours?”

Vanessa sprinkled powdered sugar over her plate.

“You need a place to live.

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