Let Love Rule by Frances M. Thompson

Author:Frances M. Thompson [Thompson, Frances M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bird Box
Published: 2023-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Good Lovin’

Mina

Charlie has one more chance. Or rather, I do.

One more chance for me to convince him that I want him. Because for some reason, he’s resisting me. Part of me wonders if it’s the lack of alcohol in his system. Perhaps, that’s the main reason things escalated the way they did last Saturday night. He had drunk considerably more than he has tonight. But a much bigger part of me isn’t convinced. I see the way he looks at me. I see the way his bright blue irises darken as we hold eye contact. I see the way he smiles at me. I saw the way he watched me eat that cake. And I have been aware of the hard ridge of his erection through his jeans since we started dancing together.

Charlie wants me. But he’s not letting himself have me.

So this is my one and only chance to find out why. Because regardless of what I think is going on, if he tells me no another time, I will respect that. I will probably be a bit grumpy about it – okay, very grumpy about it – but I will very much respect it.

“So, what’s going on?” I ask, deciding to cut straight to the chase. Of all the things I have a reputation for at work, being blunt and direct is one I’m actually quite proud of.

“What do you mean? We’re dancing…” he says, leaning back with my hands on his shoulders. This position means we can still talk while we dance, although dance is a stretch for the slow side-stepping we’re doing. This position also means our groins are pressed snugly against one another and it’s harder than I can describe to not grind myself down on his firm length as it pushes up behind the fly of his jeans.

“No, I mean, with you. Why are you being weird about doing stuff together again?”

“Stuff?”

“Sex, Charlie. Sex stuff.”

I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows. So cute, and so silly that he expects me to not believe he doesn’t want me. “Sex stuff.”

“Like what we did last weekend,” I explain. “You know there is an almost unlimited number of other things we can do on top of that.”

“Unlimited number…” he repeats me again. A flustered Charlie is one of my favourite kinds of Charlies.

“I want to do stuff like that with you, Charlie. And not necessarily in a storage cupboard. You could come back to my place, if you wanted,” I suggest.

Charlie looks up at the ceiling for a few seconds. “Mina, I—“

“Wait, if you’re going to tell me no, you better tell me the real reason why not, and not some bullshit about wanting to have wholesome fun with me instead. Do I look like someone who is all about the wholesome fun?”

“But you have had lots of wholesome fun with me, you said so yourself.”

“Fine,” I concede. “Tonight has been lots of fun. With you. But the fun doesn’t have to stop now.”

“Mina,

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