Wasted Memories by Karley Brenna

Author:Karley Brenna [Brenna, Karley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Karley Brenna
Published: 2023-09-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty Two

Wesley

My mouth began watering the moment the smell of food hit my nose as I shut the door behind me and locked it. Making my way to the kitchen, I found Emerson pulling a baking sheet out of the oven. She was wearing light gray sweats and a black tank top that hugged her form. The hem stopped right below her belly button, showing a sliver of smooth skin.

I stood in the entryway to the kitchen, watching her cook. She stirred something that was simmering in a pot on the stove, her long hair swaying loosely over her back. She picked up the second pot on the stove after switching off the burner and turned toward the sink in the island when she spotted me.

She jumped, some water sloshing over the rim. “Ow! Fuck!” I quickly closed the distance between us and took the pot from her, setting it back on the stove, then crouched in front of her to analyze her bare foot. “I’m fine, Wesley. Maybe if you learned to announce yourself, shit like this wouldn’t happen.”

“Didn’t think watching you cook would make you burn your damn foot.” I stood up, grabbing her hand. “Come with me.” She followed me to the bathroom where I had her sit on the edge of the bathtub, pulling her foot up onto the porcelain. I turned the handle for the cold water and grabbed the shower head attached to the hose. Kneeling next to her, I grabbed her foot and aimed the water at the spot where the hot water had burned her.

“You’re overreacting just a little,” she said as she watched me hold her foot under the stream of water.

I kept my eyes on the water as I spoke. “It’ll help reduce the swelling.”

“It’s kind of cute.”

I looked up at her then, seeing a smile on her face. It melted my insides, turning all coherent thoughts into mush. If that was the look I got for taking care of her, I’d find any reason to tend to her. She could simply stub her toe and I'd jump at the opportunity.

She wasn’t dressed up, wearing makeup, or trying to impress anyone. The simplicity of her in this moment was more earth shattering than her in some smokeshow outfit.

The desire to kiss her, touch her, was almost too much. I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to gather just a speck of self-restraint. It would complicate everything and I didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable.

She bit her lip, keeping those blue eyes on me. That fucking lip was all it took to make me snap.

I dropped the shower head and reached up, bringing my hand to the back of her head, entangling my fingers in her hair. I looked into her eyes, searching for some sort of confirmation that this was okay.

She gave the slightest nod in a silent response. I guided her head down just enough for me to meet my lips with hers. I went in

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