Toy Shop (Adult Games Book 1) by Eva Marks

Author:Eva Marks [Marks, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-12-03T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Alistair

“There you go.” I extend my hand out for Nola to hold, helping her into a chair around the dining room table.

We’re both clean, the scent of lavender floating in the air around us after the bath we shared in the air massage tub. Nola left her hair in the bun I pinned up for her, tying the ribbon in the same knot Mom had done for my sisters during our childhood in Mississippi.

The memories pained me a notch, but then Nola’s smile erupted at my caring gesture and the pain evaporated altogether. The permission she gave freely to take care of her was like the soft fall wind, blowing the fallen red and orange leaves to the ground, clearing space to create something better. A new beginning.

“Thank you.” Nola steps in, sitting elegantly. Her toned legs are bare under a lilac-colored T-shirt I lent her, the faintest hint of her breasts outlined beneath it.

She gazes at the two full platters on the table. Since Nola and I haven’t discussed her food preferences, I jogged to the kitchen and set up some light and some warm choices for her to select by herself while she was getting dressed.

Her eyes gleam like her smile does when she looks at the table. It’s like she can’t decide whether she’d taste from the platter of fruit, biscuits, and cheese, or from the second one with the chocolate chip cookies and muffins I warmed in the oven.

“Alistair, everything looks great.”

I descend to the adjacent chair, without relinquishing my hold on her hand, and grin. Telling myself that this is another form of aftercare would be easy, but it’d be a lie. I ran her a bath, hugged and caressed her, saw her through this. It should be enough to send her home. It’d also be the complete opposite of what I want.

I want her to stay.

“Which would you prefer?” One of my hands drifts to Nola’s back, rubbing it in soothing circles, the other sliding the steaming ginger tea to her.

“I don’t feel like choosing.” She lowers her chin, glancing at me behind her long eyelashes. “Will you choose for us?”

“For us?” Another line I’ve never crossed during aftercare, or ever, is joining them. With Nola though, it requires less than a second of her sweet gaze to rope me into having this late-night dinner together. “Okay, okay. I’m thinking I might be in the mood for grapes.”

“Okay.” Her hand hovers on top of the fruit of her choice.

I curl my fingers around her wrist, bringing it to my lips. “I’m the one doing the nurturing.”

“You’re aware I’m capable of eating on my own?” Her raised eyebrow presents a challenge.

It’s also entirely too fucking precious.

“I do.”

Neither of us budges, a pattern I’m beginning to notice. When we fuck, Nola is all too eager to please, but outside of the sexual content, she’s the polar opposite of a pushover.

I’ve never had anyone even closely resemble her. Then again, the entire experience with this girl

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