Secret Admirer by Harlow Layne

Author:Harlow Layne [Layne, Harlow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950044054
Publisher: Harlow's Ink, LLC
Published: 2019-09-19T18:30:00+00:00

A couple hours later and I’m nice and bronze. Bodhi now has a deep tan that makes his Caribbean blue eyes pop. I swear his hair has lightened in the short amount of time in the sun. He watches me from his raft, one long leg drifting in the water, eyes glued to my breasts like they have been for the last hour.

“I hate to cut the party short, but I think we should go inside and get cleaned up before I take you…to work.” Going by my estimation it’s close to noon and even though Bodhi hasn’t said anything, I think he’s nervous about not making it to work on time. He’s looked up to the sky as if to tell the time like he has every ten minutes since we’ve been out here. “Are sandwiches okay for lunch?”

Closing his eyes, Bodhi looks away. “You don’t need to feed me. I can get something to eat at the shelter.”

I do, in fact, need to feed him and need to step up my game from sandwiches and takeout. Too bad I never learned to cook. Maybe while he’s working, I can watch some cooking shows. That is, if he accepts when I ask him to come back.

“It would be rude for me to eat in front of you, don’t you think? I’m going to make me a sandwich and thought you might like one too. Do you like cheesy egg sandwiches?”

Bodhi scrunches his nose. “An egg sandwich?”

“Yes,” I laugh, “do they not have eggs where you come from?”

“Of course, they have eggs where I come from.” He looks up and then at me as if I’m stupid or maybe that’s how I’m feeling. Who doesn’t have eggs in the US? “I’ve just never heard of having cheesy ones on bread.”

“I’ll make you one to see if you like it. I love them and could eat them every day. I’ll have them ready when you get out of the shower.”

He shifts uncomfortably. “Are you not going to shower?”

Is he picturing me naked in the shower?

I know I’m going to be picturing him in my head when I know he’s under the spray of water, all wet and soapy.

Maybe I’ll have to whip out my vibrator while he’s at work instead of learning to cook. Otherwise, I might jump him tonight.

If he says yes, Coco.

“No, I’m too hungry since we skipped breakfast. Plus, I think I’ll soak in the tub later.”

Bodhi chuckles, a deep rumbly little thing. “Haven’t you gotten your fill of the water?”

“Never.” I smile at him, remembering how my mother would have to beg me to come inside to eat and go to bed when I was little. I’d spent every waking minute in the pool. “My mom used to call me a little fish, I spent so much time in our pool when I was young.”

His eyes flit around to the house and around the property before coming back to me. They always come back to me and observe me as if I’m a mystery.

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