Propositioning Love by Izzy Sweet & Sean Moriarty

Author:Izzy Sweet & Sean Moriarty [Sweet, Izzy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dirty Nothings
Published: 2018-11-25T18:30:00+00:00

Zoe’s steps noticeably slow as we enter her apartment building. When we reach the landing, she’s all but stopped any forward movement.

“Zoe?” I ask quietly.

Shaking her head, she walks to her door and inserts the key. “You have to forgive the mess… I’ve been really busy at work and the maid hasn’t come by in a couple of years.”

“Couple of years?” I ask with a chuckle.

“Well, more like ever,” she says as she pushes the door open to the living room.

Looking around as I enter her apartment, I smirk. It really isn’t that bad, but I can see she’s obviously not happy with the state of things. She instantly goes into cleaning mode, swiping up the bras and shirts that are scattered randomly about the living area.

“I just need a minute!” she says nervously as she grabs an orange thong and its matching bra from the floor.

Jesus. I need to see her wearing that just so I can pull it off with my teeth.

My eyes zone in on her, following her as she flits around the room, and ignoring most of what’s around me.

Her hair is falling out of her bun and my fingers itch with the need to pull it down. Clench it in my fist and pull her into me. My god, just the thought of her breasts smashed against my chest as I try to bury myself inside of her permanently…

Shaking my head, I decide I need to rid myself of these sexual thoughts that keep flooding me with carnal passions.

If I don’t, I’m going to look like a jackass standing in the middle of her living room with a raging hard-on.

Finally turning my attention to what’s around me, I notice that her apartment is small and almost claustrophobic in comparison to mine. I truly think the whole of her apartment could fit inside my living room. There are things all over the place—pictures, magnets on the fridge, and well-used pillows on the couch. All the things that I don’t have in my apartment, and its… homey here. Cozy even.

It has smells and sights that go beyond the sterile, unappreciated place I call home.

“How about some TV or Netflix?” Zoe asks as she finishes up, hastily shoving dishes into the dishwasher.

“Did you just ask me to Netflix and chill?” I ask her with a smirk.

“Umm…” Her eyes widen as she looks at me. “Yes, but that was more of a…”

Walking towards her, I ask, “A what?”

“Trying to fill the awkward void? I mean, I know we both want this to go somewhere, but it’s not like we even know each other… I mean, what if you only like watching reality TV shows?”

She smirks at me as she points to the couch. “You go to the couch; I’ll get us drinks. Beer, water, or juice?”

“Water,” I say as I approach the couch.

Just before I sit, I notice a white fluffy ball of fur blending in with the light upholstery.

Reaching my hand down, I lightly scratch the cat behind her ears.

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