Layla (The Real Hotwives of Orange County Book 1) by CJ Douglass

Author:CJ Douglass [Douglass, CJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-06T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

IN A LOT OF WAYS, I wished the big event was happening sooner.

Oh, not because I was excited for it – and horny as all fuck – even though both of those things were true in their own fashion. But the long hours between commitment and follow-through gave me endless time to second-guess myself.

Hank and I really had jumped headlong into this thing, hadn’t we? What started out as a hot-blooded fantasy had inched into idle curiosity – and then slammed right through to acting it out.

Everything that was stupid and wrong-headed about this decision raced around my head during those hours – over and over and over and over. But they were drowned out by the rush of blood to my head (and other parts) and the tidal wave of nervous excitement flooding my every nerve.

What I needed to take my mind off of this stress – to clear my head and calm my senses – was a nice hot bath.

And so, bubbles foaming like a cloudscape seen from the window of a 747, I sank into the tub with a glorious sigh. The temperature was just this side of scalding – a level I liked to call “pleasant hell” – and the honeysuckle scent of the foam danced all around me.

The bathtub was easily large enough to seat two (a fact that Hank and I had verified on many an occasion) but this afternoon I had it all to myself. Earpods whispered calming music deep into my brain, and with my head resting against the back of the tub I closed my eyes and soaked up the atmosphere.

Ideally, I’d have a champagne in my hand too – but since I’d insisted upon driving to Victor’s hotel room later, I wanted to make sure my senses weren’t dulled by alcohol. I’d barely even gotten last night’s buzz out of my system.

Despite the distractions, my tummy still knotted in worry. This was so unlike me, all of it. The haste with which I had dived into such uncharacteristic territory almost frightened me – but then, wasn’t that the point of this endeavor?

I was pushing my boundaries, discovering potential new thrills. With Hank not only supporting me, but actively excited about the choice I’d made.

Oh, Hank. I loved him – had since the day we first met. Never once had I thought of cheating on the man, not even for a split second. Why would I, when he was all I could ever want in a man?

And yet, this wasn’t cheating. Hank wanted this as much as I unexpectedly did. But could I let go of my controlling tendencies long enough to enjoy the thrill of a one-night stand?

I wasn’t sure. Which was part of the reason I needed to have an exit strategy. Not just for safety, but so I could back out at any time, if things started to feel wrong.

Control. Again. I had to have it.

One thing I could fully control was my own satisfaction. My thrill

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