Rent to Be by Sonia Hartl

Author:Sonia Hartl
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Embla
Published: 2023-07-30T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

As soon as we got back inside, I shoved Cade out the door. Which wasn’t easy. The guy was huge. He wanted to stay, but that was absolutely out of the question. I couldn’t have him here when my body was doing funny things, making me light-headed and breathless. My stomach felt like it was in my throat, and my heart was beating so fast, I could hear it knocking against my breastbone. There was something wrong with me. I needed to lie down.

After he left, I sagged against the door. My entire body unclenched in relief. The six, supposed to be five, cats and creepy dolls would actually be a welcome distraction. I pressed a hand to my chest, hoping this wasn’t what I suspected. There was no way I was developing romantic feelings for Cade. Affection? Sure. Attraction? Yes. Annoyance? Always. But I didn’t know what to do with whatever was going on inside me now. It couldn’t be love. I’d been in love in before. It hadn’t made me feel like I was dying.

Unless I’d never really been in love in the first place.

Nope. I would not even begin to entertain that train of thought. I flopped down on the couch and flung my arm over my eyes in true dramatic fashion. That forehead kiss hadn’t been anything close to the kind of kissing we’d done on the party barge. It was soft and sweet. The kind of kiss meant to be a comfort between friends, the kind that said “I care about you.” Not “I want to tear your clothes off.” And yet, here I was. A complete and total mess.

None of this would’ve been happening if I hadn’t seen Cade naked that day. I could’ve gone on pretending he was built like a Ken doll, with little more than a plastic thumbprint beneath his clothes. Just thinking about the Dropped Towel Incident caused my pulse to quicken. Before I could stop myself, I imagined his big hands running up my legs. The brush of his tongue against my clit. His fingers stroking me with the right amount of pressure. His cock stretching and filling me. My nipples tightened, and the second floor groaned above my head. I could only assume it was the nutcrackers assembling to cart me off to horny jail.

As the sky darkened and the streetlights outside lit up, the walls of the house began to press in on me. The dolls were overwhelming in the light of day but had become downright terrifying at night. Not to mention a sixth, unaccounted-for living creature in the basement. I couldn’t stay here alone, but I couldn’t call Cade either. Not after I’d pushed him out the door with good reason. I needed some time to sort myself out.

So instead, I texted Neeta. What are you doing?

Neeta: Washing my hair

Me: Really? Or is that the thing you say when you don’t want to be bothered?

Neeta: Really. If I didn’t want to be bothered, I’d just tell you.

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