Going Down and Man Candy by Elise Sax

Author:Elise Sax [sax, elise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elise Sax
Published: 2022-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 2

I don’t know how long I’m unconscious, but I come to on a couch, staring up at Dirk the Shirtless Man. He doesn’t look real. Much too good-looking. And he looks familiar, too.

I rub my eyes. “I’m seeing things,” I say.

“You passed out. Here. Drink some water.” He slips his hand under my neck and lifts my shoulders slightly off the couch. With his other hand he gently puts a glass of a water up to my lips. I take a sip. “Slowly. You’re pretty dehydrated.”

I steal a look at him while I drink. He has dark blond hair and big brown eyes. His eyelashes are twice as long as mine. His nose is slightly bigger than perfect, but otherwise, he’s got the whole proportion and symmetry thing down. Like a Greek God.

“Where am I?” I ask.

“In my cabin. Well, not really my cabin. I’m renting it for a couple of weeks.”

I sit up. The cabin is decorated in Turkish rugs, samovars, and a large poster of a belly dancer. Bizarre for a California cabin in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada, but I know why it’s decorated that way.

“This is my cabin,” I say. “I mean, my family’s cabin. The Harper family. I’m Raine Harper. You’re renting it from me. From us. Oh, my head,” I moan, lying back down. My head feels like it’s in a vice.

“You’re dehydrated. That’s why your head hurts. I like your cabin, by the way.”

I nod but keep my eyes closed. My family has lived on the lake for a hundred and fifty years. We have seven properties, which we rent out as vacation rentals and for special occasions. I’m the caterer and errand boy for our family business, which keeps me busy about thirteen hours a day.

Something occurs to me, and I open one eye. “How did I get here?”

“That would be me,” he says, putting the glass up to my lips, again.

I take a couple of sips and push it away. “But how?”

“I carried you,” he says, matter-of-factly.

“With your arms?”

“With my arms.”

“With your two arms, you carried me from the lake into the cabin?”

“Why is that so hard to understand?” He sits down on the coffee table next to the sofa and takes a sip of water from my glass. A lump forms in my throat, and I try to swallow.

I hold back my desire to touch his biceps.

“Nobody has ever carried me before. Not since I learned to walk.” Just how many calories did I burn from a thirty-minute run? How many pounds did I lose to allow a man to carry me such a long distance?

I pat my stomach to see how much it’s shrunk. But it’s still there, just as soft and lumpy as always. If someone pokes me, I’ll giggle like the Pillsbury Doughboy.

So, I’m still the same, but I’m not entirely dressed.

“Where are my clothes?” I ask, alarmed.

“On your body.”

“Not all of my clothes!”

Shirtless Guy touches my knee and leaves his hand there. A zing goes up from my knee to my hoochie mama, and I have a small orgasm.

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