The Makeover by Thayer King

Author:Thayer King [King, Thayer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Greg paced an anxious path from his front door to his den windows. A brief glance outside was enough to ascertain that Mykal’s driveway was empty. He felt a bit like an obsessed stalker watching her house this way, but he couldn’t seem to stop. He checked the time on his phone and returned it to his pocket. Mykal should be home at any minute. Then she’d change into her workout gear and come over to help motivate him as she did almost every week day.

However, today was different from all the previous days. Today, hopefully, Mykal would agree to become his girlfriend. He was tentatively optimistic. She seemed to like him. They had fun together. When they’d made love, she’d responded with abandon. He knew she’d had orgasms. She had to say yes. Or at least he hoped so.

He could scarcely credit the situation in which he found himself—putting his heart on the line for another woman so soon after having it stomped on by Daria.

He grabbed at his hair only to come up empty. What remained of his former mane was too short to really grasp. Finally, he heard a car pull up in the adjacent drive.

Greg cast a quick glance down at himself. He was wearing loose shorts and a fitted t-shirt. Normally, he wore long t-shirts that concealed his crotch. Working out with Mykal, it was inevitable that he’d grow hard. She had a killer body and he wasn’t blind. Watching her breasts jiggle as she used the elliptical or ran on the treadmill was delicious torture. He considered changing but nixed the idea. His desire for her was no longer a secret.

When the doorbell sounded almost twenty agonizingly long minutes later, he took a deep breath and ran his hands over his hair and clothes. Nerves made his palms sweaty and he had to grip the knob extra hard to get it to turn.

“Hi,” Mykal said with a shy smile, for once not seeming super confident.

“Hi,” he echoed, backing away to allow her to enter.

“So, um, I guess we should talk first?” She crossed her arms and his eyes automatically dropped to the smooth mounds of her breasts as they pushed up above her exercise top. Dropping her arms, she fidgeted with the hem of her shorts. “So…we’ve both recently gone through bad break ups.”

He felt such a sharp pain in his chest that he actually reached up to massage the area. “You’re not still in love with Mario, are you?”

Her lovely brown eyes widened. “No, no, of course not. I guess I’m not going about this the right way.”

Damn it, she was going to turn him down. “Mykal, it’s been months,” he said quickly. “You said yourself last night-”

“Greg, my answer is yes.”

He stopped and grinned. “Yeah?”

She returned his grin. “Yeah.”

Unable to contain himself any longer, he grabbed her up into an exuberant hug and swung her around. “You’re not going to regret this,” he told her, showering her face with kisses.

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