Mister Monster (Cocky Hero Club) by Desiree Lafawn

Author:Desiree Lafawn [Lafawn, Desiree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781713612384
Goodreads: 57095126
Publisher: Audible Studios on Brilliance Audio
Published: 2021-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

12

Ash

Two weeks had passed since I’d taken her like an animal and she’d let me, damn near demanded more of it actually. Anyone else would feel like an asshole for treating a woman that way, but she loved it. At least it seemed that way when she pulled me into her bedroom, sleepily dragged the covers over both of us and passed the hell out, her back snuggled against my chest and her feet tucked under my legs. Didn’t even ask me if I was going to spend the night. If I ever had a thought about leaving it was dashed when she grabbed my arm and wrapped it around her middle. That’s one of the things I liked so much about Church, she knew what she wanted and she didn’t ask for it. She took it.

Early in the morning hours I took her again, slower and softer this time. She’d rolled over to face me and without even opening her eyes ran her hands over my shoulders and chest, almost like she’d forgotten I was there. Then, still with her eyes closed, she’d smiled. And damn if I could let a woman smiling at me like that go unloved.

Even after we were done, we still didn’t get up. She’d yawned, like she hadn’t just exerted herself, and asked, “Want to tell me what happened last night?”

She wasn’t talking about the sex, and I wasn’t going to insult her intelligence by acting like I didn’t know what she meant. And for once, I did something that I never did with another soul, besides idly conversating about life and the universe while naked in the sheets. I talked to her about my Gigi. About the sickness ravaging her brain. About how I had to move her so far away from her home to keep her near me, and while the proximity helped me keep an eye on her, it was clear she was missing her home and the child she helped raise. The one who wasn’t me.

I felt her flinch when I talked about the reasons I hated the rich. About why I didn’t like him in particular, and why it sent me right over the edge when Gigi had called me by his name. I couldn’t say it out loud, but Church didn’t ask any intrusive questions. She just let me get it all out, and somehow, during the course of me talking, our roles reversed, and it was me with my head on her chest and her arms circling me, giving me comfort.

By the time I left her apartment I knew—professional was a pipe dream. There was no way I could ignore what was going on between us. That’s why, when I picked her up for work Monday morning, I brought flowers. And asked her out on a dinner date. She’d seemed surprised, but said yes quickly. While we’d managed to keep it out of the office so far, people were beginning to notice the change. Probably because we weren’t sniping at each other anymore.

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