Maples, Strawberries and Fairy Tales by Haley Jenner

Author:Haley Jenner [Jenner, Haley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Luca

I turn the TV louder, working to drown out the taunting echo of the shower running. I stare harder at the screen, trying to concentrate on whatever the fuck is happening in the show playing and not the fact that the bane of my existence is only five, maybe six steps away. Naked and wet. Light toffee’d skin would be covered in water droplets, her hands rubbing along her bare skin in a soapy lather.

“Fuck,” I grit out, switching off the TV and throwing the remote across the couch in irritation.

This has to change. I can’t do this for much longer. Living in such close proximity. Seeing her. Smelling her. Wanting her. I’m a hot-blooded male for fuck’s sake. Of course I want her. She’s smoking fucking hot. But she’s crazy. Totally. Who the hell moves in with a complete stranger with little regard for their personal safety? A crazy person. Specifically, Francesca Walker. My resident mental patient.

Standing, I crack my neck, trying in vain to loosen the tension coiling my muscles. Pacing the small apartment, her stuff taunts me; suffocating every available space in tidy disarray.

The dress she’s picked for the wedding is laying neatly on the bed, tempting me with images of her body fitted within the sleek material. Moving toward the offensive green fabric, I brush a hand along its softness. Of course she had to pick a color that would offset her perfect complexion. Couldn’t have chosen a color that would let my cock relax for ten minutes, like, I don’t know, mustard. No one looks good in mustard. Except she would. I groan loudly, pushing at the dress in irritation. The material flicks up, gifting me a view of the green lace panties buried beneath it. Matching. Of course she’d wear matching panties.

Fuck.

They’re lace and the tiniest fucking things I’ve ever seen. My hand stretches to touch them before I retract them into a fist on a maddened growl. She probably put them here on purpose. To taunt me. Forcing me to imagine her wearing them and only them.

Double fuck.

I pick them up before I can give it another thought, scrunching them into my fist just as the bathroom door opens. It’s official, she’s taunting me. Ninja fucking skills to catch me stealing her panties like a deadest fuckin’ creep.

Jesus.

I need to get a grip.

“All yours, Thor.”

I step away from the bed awkwardly, clearing my throat unnecessarily as her greedy eyes scan my naked chest. “Come again?” My hand aches with the intensity of my forced fist, her panties feeling like a dirty secret in my palm.

“The shower,” she clarifies, her body dressed in a loose robe, the silk clinging to her still wet skin.

I nod once, stuffing her underwear into the pocket of my sweats as I brush past her without another glance.

Her body wash infiltrates my senses and I scowl heavily at the damp air. The whole world is out to get me. Testing every last resolve against the unwelcome obsession my cock seems to have with my new roommate.

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