The Lady Vanishes by Nicole Camden

Author:Nicole Camden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Star

MILTON HURRIED DOWN THE STAIRS and to the right into the kitchen, looking for the trays that he knew Mrs. Beechum had made him order when he’d been buying dishes for the kitchen. At the time he hadn’t understood why he needed trays, but now that he had a chance to bring the beautiful woman in his bed flowers, he was thrilled that he had dark wooden serving trays with inlaid mother of pearl and enamel in a Japanese design.

He wished he’d thought to order flowers with dinner as well, but since he hadn’t, he fashioned one out of a napkin and some wire that he kept in his junk drawer. It looked similar to the one he’d pinned to her scrubs a few days earlier. He wondered if she’d remember. She hadn’t mentioned it.

Once he had the tray, the flower, and a clean plate and silverware, he went back to the library to make her a fresh plate, or mostly fresh.

He liked the way she looked in his clothes. It had been a shame to give them to her, but he felt like if he didn’t cover her up, he’d go after her again and he didn’t want to hurt her.

He found himself half running, excited to see her again, excited to watch her eat, and talk about comics, and see her look at him with that speculative look, the look that said she liked fucking him, that she’d liked what he’d done to her. He kind of couldn’t believe he’d done that. He’d just . . . wanted to. He’d wanted to take all of her, experience everything there was to experience with her, make her come so hard that she would want to stay and fuck him again and again.

“Cold, but still edible—” he began as he came into the room, coming to a stop almost immediately.

She’d fallen asleep in the middle of his bed, her legs sprawled out and her arms thrown over her head. She was snoring lightly.

Milton stared and felt an odd little kick in his chest, like a muscle spasm, and he walked over to the corner of the room and set the tray down on the chaise. Sitting down next to it, he began to methodically eat the steak. Asleep. In the middle of his bed. He wasn’t sure why he found the idea so astonishing. He knew she’d gotten up early and ridden her bike to the hospital. He knew she’d been on her feet all day and that she’d spent the evening fucking him like a champ. Still, she was sleeping. Snoring. It was so weirdly normal. He didn’t think he’d ever had a woman snoring in his bed before.

He looked down, realized he’d finished the plate, and drank the glass of wine for good measure. Setting the tray aside, he picked up the gray throw and walked over to the bed. Jesus, she was beautiful.

Covering her gently with the throw, he paused for a moment, admiring her, and then went back downstairs to put the tray away in the kitchen.

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