Relapse by J. P. Nicholas

Author:J. P. Nicholas [Nicholas, J. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-17T05:00:00+00:00

Aw, I hope my nephew feels better soon. The common cold is a bitch! I can't even imagine how awful it is the very first time you catch it.

BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ! My phone vibrates against the granite countertop of the kitchen island, begging for my attention. I slide on over to check the screen. Three words. Three glorious words. That's all it takes to make butterflies swarm in my stomach, my cheeks fluster, and my heart flutter. On my way.

Knowing I don't have a lot of time before he gets here, I sprint to the guest bathroom, nearly killing myself as my socks slide across the wood floor and I slam my hip into a wall. That's gonna leave a mark, but I'll ignore it for now and deal with the bruise later. When I regain my composure, I stare at my reflection in the mirror.

My hair is slipped up into a messy bun. By messy bun, I do mean messy bun. Not one of those drop-dead gorgeous buns that looks like it took zero effort to create when in reality it took about forty-five minutes to get it to look that good. Nope, that kind of bun is not on my head. Instead, I have an actual messy bun, the kind that's lopsided, disproportionate, and has numerous stray hairs poking out of it. It looks like a frickin' porcupine is resting atop my head right now. Not the most attractive hairstyle, but I don't have enough time to fix it.

My clothes aren't very sexy either. When I got home from the meeting, I slipped into a baggy white Bugs Bunny T-shirt that has a hole underneath the neckline, and a pair of burgundy yoga pants. As the shirt conceals my breasts and hides any form of cleavage underneath its scoop neckline, the yoga pants accentuate my ass and hips, making the deadly duo look damn good.

While my clothes aren't the most attractive, I made sure that my undergarments are the fancy shit from Victoria's Secret. Knowing that Darren's favorite color is red, or at least used to be red, I made sure to wear my matching red lace bra and panty set.

Looking at my reflection, I suck in a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. It's been five years since I last had sex. Hopefully, it's just like riding a bike. I know that's the saying, but I don't like it. Mainly because my father never did get around to teaching me how to ride a bike. So, I don't care much for that analogy. So hopefully it's just like swimming in a pool. There, I like that one much better.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK! The sound echoes throughout the empty house, causing me to jump. I follow the sound, exiting the guest bathroom as it leads me toward the sliding glass door. My heart leaps into my throat when I see him with that smug look on his face.

He looks so damn sexy in his snug dark-blue jeans and fitted white T-shirt, both of which accentuate his strong, chiseled physique.

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