One Shot: A Forced Proximity, Secret Relationship Mafia Romance by Gabrielle Laine

Author:Gabrielle Laine [Laine, Gabrielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-23T18:30:00+00:00

9

I don't use the hot water. I just turn the faucet all the way to the coldest setting, blast it on full, and then plunge my hands and wrists into the bathroom sink. The chills climb rapidly up my arms and, when I splash my face with the stuff, rivulets of freezing water trickle down between my breasts and leave me shaking. I suppress a yelp.

This is good. This is the point. Cold equals clarity.

And, after staring at Jaime across the dinner table for the last hour like a moony fool, clarity is definitely required.

The chicken and rice had been cooked with a careful hand and finely seasoned. But I'd not tasted a mouthful. Instead, Jaime's voice had been going around and around in my head.

"What we are... are two people that are highly attracted to one another. Which means I should make a fairly decent reference piece for you."

I'd excused myself as soon as the kids were in bed, rushing for the sanctuary of the bathroom.

Reference piece. Practice. Tester.

Whilst the words themselves feel clinical, the images they conjure to the mind are highly emotional and wildly invested. Jaime's body, nude and open for discovery. My own figure touched and explored in return.

My fingers tremble on the porcelain and I watch in the mirror hung over the faucet as my chest, laced with goosebumps, rises and falls with speed. I track a particular droplet running the length of my collarbone and slipping beneath the neckline of my sweater with a sensual shudder. I imagine Jaime's hands doing the same, moving my clothes to one side and leaving me bare for his mouth... Would he lick the moisture from my skin? What would that feel like?

Logic dictates it would be damp and odd. But something more instinctive, more innate, rebels from deep inside. It would be hot. A sensual piece of Jaime's body pressed against mine. What would it be like? To be that close to another person? To feel the kind of ecstasy one only reads about?

I splash my face again.

Calm down, Iris... I run my wrists under the cold tap again, to bring down my suddenly inflamed skin. Fiction is fiction for a reason. And everything I've been led to believe says that the reality of sex falls far short of the fantasy.

Then again...

There's something about Jaime. Something about the collected confidence with which he holds himself. As if he's intimately acquainted with his own shape and body. And knows just how to conquer another's. Something in the way his weight leans into his hips, perhaps? Or how his throat looks when he leans his head to one side when curious?

I close my eyes, picturing him. The scale of his hands, the thick wedge of muscle along his hip bone. The way his thighs bunch and release under his jeans when he works the pedals of the Land Rover.

"Not that I've ever had any complaints..."

I soak my palms in the sink before pressing the cool water to the back of my neck.

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