Crazy, Stupid Sex by Maisey Yates

Author:Maisey Yates [Yates, Maisey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-02-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Evie hadn’t arrived yet, and Caleb found himself feeling…nervous? Surely not that. He didn’t get nervous about whether or not a woman would show up for a date. For sex. It wasn’t even a date. He didn’t do dates.

Hookups. He did hookups. And he didn’t feel even a little bit bad about it. Life was short—you had to live it while you could.

Usually, he chose to live it with a different woman every night. But Evie was…available. Because he’d…gotten himself hired on at his father’s company so he could get a position in her office building.

Whatever. She was around. And she was coming over.

And if she wasn’t it didn’t matter, because he could get a woman whenever he needed one. Though, he’d never had an encounter with a woman quite like the one he’d had with Evie earlier today.

Or on Friday night.

He’d never been into tying women up, or screwing them in public. Hell, beds worked just fine for him, thanks. But she’d been so hot. So into it. It was like she was exploring her sexuality for the first time, and using him to help. And what guy wouldn’t get off on that?

There was something about the way she wanted him, about her mixture of boldness, innocence and total sense of adventure that got to him. Made him crave more.

But in order for him to get more, she had to show up. And he wanted her to. Okay, he needed her to. He could admit that much, even though it galled him.

He didn’t do need. Or attachment. He wasn’t up to it. He had nothing to offer back. Woe to the person he needed because there was nothing he could do to adequately compensate them for fulfilling his needs.

Yeah, he was good in bed, he knew that. But there was more to life than that. Or there was more to most people’s lives, anyway. In his life, that was basically the beginning and end of it. Which was fine.

The doorbell rang and he strode toward the entry. “Thank God,” he muttered, jerking the door open. “You’re late,” he said, looking at the woman standing out there on the step.

She was bar hookup Evie again. Not work Evie, in stretch pants and dorky T-shirt. She was wearing killer heels and a tight red dress that showed off just how flawless her curves were. She also looked big-eyed and nervous, slightly awkward.

“Sorry, I couldn’t decide what to wear.”

“What do I care what you’re wearing? It’s only going to end up on the floor.”

She frowned. “I spent time on this selection.”

“And you look amazing. But you looked amazing to me earlier, too.” She blinked rapidly. “I did?”

“You’re beautiful. What you’re wearing doesn’t have anything to do with it. Now come in.”

She did, walking in slowly, her hands clasped in front of her. He shut the door behind her. Evie was back out of her element again.

“It’s not any different than earlier,” he said, gripping her chin with his thumb and forefinger and tilting her face up to look at him.

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