The Other F-Word by MK Schiller

Author:MK Schiller [Schiller, MK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-04-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Our night of fixing and fucking had been a turn on for both of us. In fact, true to his word, Damien insisted we go to the hardware store the next day. I wasn’t going to let him make me all hot again without bringing my A game. His jaw dropped when he saw me and I knew the off–the-shoulder sweatshirt, tight black leggings and legwarmers had hit their mark.

“You’re not playing nice. How do you expect me to concentrate?” he asked as we walked into the huge home improvement store. In truth, he’d outdone me, wearing old jeans with paint stains…his painting jeans, he said, and a Sex Pistols T-shirt.

I’d never been to a place like this. It smelt like sawdust and nails, but the sight of Damien taking a deep breath and smiling widely was incredibly adorable.

“I miss this place. I used to come here all the time.” He took my hand and led me through the aisles, not even checking the signs. He leant down, whispering against my ear, “You, dressed like that, in one of my favourite places, well…it’s making me crazy hard right now.”

I giggled against his chest. “Why are we in this aisle? We need paint.”

“You need a new hot water heater, remember? We should get it while we’re here.”

It was on the top of my to-do list, since both the realtor and Damien had said it was a necessary repair. Mine worked, but it took forever to get hot water. Damien said it was a seam leak. I didn’t know what that meant, but like everything he said, I thought it had a sexual undertone.

A friendly looking man in an orange smock approached us. “Can I help you?”

“Thanks, but I know exactly what we’re looking for,” Damien replied.

“Are you sure? There are a lot of options.”

“I got this,” he said with complete self-assurance.

He turned his attention back to me once the man left.

“I know I need one, and I’ve already called a few guys up about it so we don’t have to worry about it today.”

He grasped my hips and positioned me in front of the large white tanks that all looked the same. “You’re calling other men to do the things I can do for you? That’s my job, sweetheart.”

“What do you do in that huge apartment of yours when something breaks, or in one of your properties?”

“I call a maintenance man.”

“Yes, you have guys that do this, so do I. I’m sure you have properties to acquire and sell. I don’t expect you to replace my hot water tank, although I love the gesture.”

“Jessie, the point is, why call a guy when your guy can do it? I miss this stuff. I want to do it for you. Let me.” He wrapped his arms around me. Damien had this need to take care of me, and I had this desire to let him, so it worked out well.

I leant back against his chest. “Okay. Thank you, but let’s hurry up. We have a lot to do today, and I want to get you in my bedroom again.

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