Man Spread by Vanessa Vale

Author:Vanessa Vale [Vale, Vanessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bridger Media

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LUKE

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“I can’t believe Priscilla died in an elevator accident.”

We were on his huge couch watching the first season of NYC ER. Chinese to-go containers were on a tray on the floor, long forgotten. For someone who didn’t watch TV, she was really into it. I’d never watched the episodes from start to finish before and it was a little weird to see, knowing how they were filmed and what was happening behind the scenes. Even more so with Aspen who never watched TV and had never seen me act. Ever.

“Her contract was up,” I explained about the Priscilla character.

“But you couldn’t save her,” she said, shaking her head in shame. “I thought Shep Barnes didn’t let anyone die.”

“Can’t save them all, tiger.” I reached for her feet and tugged so they were over my lap, her dress sliding a little up her thighs. Her legs were bare and silky smooth. Toned and gorgeous. I’d had her this afternoon on the plane, and I wanted her again. I loved having her to myself. No chaperones. No tabloids.

“You’re a pretty convincing doctor.”

“Only pretty convincing?”

She tore her eyes from the TV and Priscilla’s funeral to look at me. “Well, I know the real you.”

“I’m not cut out to be a real doctor, huh?” I asked, not put out.

“Mallory would push Theo in front of a bus if she thought she had a shot with you.”

“I’m aware, and so is Theo,” I grumbled.

“Women love you.”

“They love Shep.”

What about you, Aspen? Do you love me, the real me? Do you love Luke? Could you?

Seeing her watch the show made me wonder if I, Luke, was enough for someone like Aspen. She saw the plane. The house. The TV show. She said she knew the real me. But did she like him–Luke–or was she expecting more? Could I be enough?

“And your hair,” she added.

I couldn’t help but grin. I had good hair. Wavy. Curly. Dark. “I think it needs its own contract.”

She cocked her head, then shifted her feet off my lap, spun around and settled back against me. I moved so her back was to my front as she was tucked beneath my chin, my arm around her shoulder. Fuck, this was better. “How did you get into acting?” she asked.

I reached for my cell, swiped to photo mode, and took a picture of our entwined legs on the couch and the show on the TV across the room. I didn’t plan to post this one–or all of the others I’d taken of us together so far–but took it for myself.

I’d never had a woman in my house before. Not my couch or my bed. Bed, yes, but not this one specifically. If I slept with a woman, it was at a hotel. Not here. I never brought a woman here because then she’d know where I lived. That said a lot about me because it meant I was a little afraid of crazy women and their knowing the secret location of the bat cave.

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