I'll Be Watching You: A Voyeur Romance by Eva Marks

Author:Eva Marks [Marks, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-07-31T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Sloane

“Argh!” I let out a frustrated groan that’s been building up inside me for the past hour.

“Why—” I delete the first shitty video of me tapping my toes I made two days ago.

“Does—” Then the three I recorded in the past of me watching the television now are so painfully dull.

“Nothing”—ending with erasing today’s shitty winner of a podcast I half mumbled through because it was all crap—“work?!”

My beleaguered sigh might be the best singular sound I’ve conjured for the past three days.

Ever since the night I fell asleep in Emmanuel’s loving arms—who was happy about the cookies but much preferred having me instead, repeatedly—I’ve been rendered useless to do my job.

The problem hasn’t been him. Or more to the point, it has been him, but none of it is his fault. In the morning we woke up together, and someone who works with him called. Arnie, I think was his name, told him something turned up overnight and that he had to come quick.

Emmanuel, who I noticed had been sparse with his smiles, had his lips hiked to one side to match the twinkle in his eyes. I couldn’t stay indifferent to that expression, not even when the disappointment of having him leave so soon crawled up and darkened the edges of my vision.

“You understand, songbird, don’t you?” He cupped one of my cheeks, eyes tender and intense in equal measures.

Of course, I understood. Whatever happened there at GeneOrg must have been great news for my handsome neighbor and, in the future, for the world population. A little less wonderful for me who, in the span of several days, became greedy for this man’s attention.

I acknowledged my whirlwind of emotions was bigger than I thought, larger than my body was able to contain. In the crisp autumn morning to the soundtrack of the wind tapping at his window, I even had the sense to feel mildly disturbed by the newfound realization.

Then I studied his expression, his visible affection, and the way he looked at me like my opinion mattered. He made it so I didn’t mind that I cared about him this fast. He also made it easy to support him, to release this man, confident he’ll be back.

“Yes, I do.” I leaned forward on my tiptoes, still naked, kissing his stubbled chin.

Something else was on the tip of his tongue, something more personal he itched to tell me. I waited, drowning in his clever eyes for seconds, minutes, hours.

In the end, he kept it to himself.

Before I pulled up my big girl pants, masked the frustration I had no intention of letting him observe, Emmanuel grasped my jaw in his palms.

Hands that invent. Hands that cure, I reminded myself. Let him do his thing.

“I’ll be back late the next few days.” He dragged me into a mind-numbing kiss. His teeth nibbled on my bottom lip, followed by his tongue drowning past my teeth, tangling in mine.

Emmanuel’s half-moan, half-groan rattled my bones. His promise crowded over every negative feeling that had crept into my heart.

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