Ground Rules: Rewritten by Roya Carmen

Author:Roya Carmen [Carmen, Roya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Omnific Publishing
Published: 2015-10-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

And I like to be watched.

I WAKE UP AND IMMEDIATELY bury my face in my pillow, not wanting to face the day ahead. I can’t believe what Gabe and I did last night. It was so unlike me. I know I’ll be thinking about that night when I’m ninety years old, and I’ll just cringe. Or maybe I’ll be wearing a naughty smile, I don’t really know.

But the problem is today.

Today is the day I have to face Weston, knowing what we all did last night, less than ten hours ago. Some people might say it’s not a big deal, but for me it is. I’ve never done anything even remotely like that before.

But I don’t regret it. It was the most erotic moment of my life. I can still see Weston’s expression, as he was watching us…pure arousal. I so wanted him to come to me. But I’m glad he didn’t, because if he had, Gabe and I definitely wouldn’t be able to face him this morning.

Thank goodness, he didn’t.

I help myself to some cereal, trying to work out a way to avoid Weston. Maybe Gabe and I could go off together, check out the area, go on a little excursion, just the two of us. We’ve all spent so much time together a break might be nice.

My stomach drops when I see Weston standing at the kitchen doorway. He seems stuck there, like he can’t quite make his way in. “Hi,” he ventures, and I spot a flush on his cheeks.

My heart pounds in my chest. “Hi.”

I’m not sure who should more embarrassed; him or us? We were the ones having sex, but he was the one watching us.

He shuffles across the kitchen, slowly making his way to me. I can tell he’s just as horribly mortified as I am. Possibly even more. He stares down at the kitchen floor tiles. “About last night…”

I smile at him, or a hint of a smile maybe. I want to make this easy for him. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” he says, looking down at me. “I’m the one—”

“No explanation needed, Weston.”

He clears his throat. “I…I just don’t want you to think I’m some kind of deviant.”

I bite my lip, remembering the night before, his beautiful eyes fixed on me—the same stunning eyes gazing at me cautiously right this second. “I think we were all kind of tipsy.”

He rubs the back his neck and smiles, obviously still drowning in mortification. “Yes, perhaps a little.”

I swallow, trying to work up the courage to be honest. I loved it. I loved him watching us. I feel myself getting worked up, becoming aroused by the vivid memory. But I just can’t say the words out loud. “It doesn’t have to be weird, Weston,” I say instead. “You’re making too big a deal of it. We had fun.”

Relief washes over his face. “Well, you two sure did,” he teases with a flicker of a smile. And he still stares down at the floor as he turns on his heel, and scurries out of the kitchen.

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