Sterling by Foster Delaney

Author:Foster , Delaney
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

I wiped a bead of sweat from my brow. The Texas sun was already beating down on me and it wasn’t even ten o’clock in the morning yet. I’d finished repairing the broken fence yesterday. All that was left to do was paint. This handyman thing wasn’t so bad. Fixing white picket fences was a nice change of scenery from looking out of the window of a high-rise condo every day and night.

I knew Claire was here. I saw her gram’s car parked in the driveway. I wanted to talk to her, even though I had no idea what to expect from her after last night. She asked me to leave, so I did, but not before owning her sweet fucking mouth one more time. Being with her like that was everything I’d thought it would be and more than I remembered it ever being before. The forgiveness I’d hoped for was right there on her soft lips. Why would she run from that? I still had so much to tell her, so much to explain. I just hoped she wouldn’t hate me when I did.

I pulled a bottle of water from the ice chest I’d picked up on the way to her Gram’s this morning. Tiny droplets of cold water fell on my chest when I gulped it down. I was about to dip my brush in the bucket of paint when I spotted Claire coming down the driveway. Her bare feet and tan legs got my dick hard. Even in tiny striped shorts and a simple T-shirt, she was beautiful.

“Does this mean it’s a no on the sprinklers today?” She nodded her head toward the plastic cooler.

“I don’t know. Are you offering to run through them with me?”

She laughed, and it lit up her whole face. “Oh, I’ve felt what water does to you. I’m not sure it’s safe. The neighbors might see.” She gasped and brought her hand to her chest. “Or worse. My mother could show up again.”

She was right. The neighbors… or her mother, didn’t want to witness the filthy things I wanted to do to her. “Baby, I’d fuck you right here and let the neighbors take notes. Your mother too, if she didn’t pass out first.” I threw her a wink. “And FYI, it wasn’t the rain that made me kiss you last night.”

A rosy blush colored her cheeks, and she parted her lips as if she were remembering the way it had felt—the way I felt. “No?”

I shook my head and held her gaze. “No.” I took a step forward. Maybe if I was lucky, she’d let me kiss her again.

A loud crash sounded inside the house. Claire bolted toward the front door. I ran in behind her.

“Gram!” Claire yelled as soon as she threw open the door.

I followed Claire into the kitchen where we were met with more crashing and language more colorful than any proper Southern woman should ever spew. Pots and pans were scattered across the white ceramic tile and cooking utensils strewn on top of the black granite countertops.

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