Like Father Like Son by Lennon Leigh

Author:Lennon, Leigh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leigh Lennon Writes
Published: 2019-07-24T16:00:00+00:00

I have a half a dozen towels in my hands, passing Holland in the living room, on my way to her bathroom. I’ve been a stickler about having everything organized for the week ahead of me. When I start a new project—my heart and soul know nothing else until I’m done. And I’m ready to pour everything into my next design; a fifteen-piece series of headboards. With the reclaimed wood I’ve been hoarding, just for a project like this, I have my design locked in my mind, ready for it to become a reality.

In the bathroom Holland has taken over, I’m face-to-face with the many reasons she smells different every day. On the small shelf at the bottom of the mirror sits at least fifteen different lotions and perfumes. Underneath the mirror sits fifteen or so more. To the side of the mirror, on another shelf I have hung up, lay a good thirty bottles.

I shake my head, returning to the living room where Holland is binge watching some sort of new adult drama she calls The Bold Type. Her focus is on the show and when I try to drag her attention to me, she doesn’t flinch. “Holland, darlin’,” I say, blocking her view to the T.V.

“Um, sure, Sarge, I’m not watching this, go ahead.” Her sarcasm drips from her sweet lips.

“Okay, smart ass, just pause the show for a second.” I sit on the chair and I always do this to stay as far away from her as I can. “So, what is up with the sixty plus bottles of perfume and lotions?”

Adjusting in the couch, moving her legs under her ass, a giant mind-blowing smirk makes it almost impossible to breathe. With her little laugh, she affects my body more than any woman ever has.

“Only sixty. Wow, that’s a small percentage of what I own. What can I say, I can’t choose one scent I like.” She moves her entire body toward me. “See, I have this thing with Bath and Body Works.”

I don’t know this store, why would I? If it’s about perfumes and smell-good items, I’m at a loss for words. I’ve never bothered myself in spoiling another female, not since Christine.

“See,” she continues. “Every deployment, birthday, holiday, and just because he wanted, Scott would get me an entire set of new aromas. He knew it was my guilty pleasure. Some women have a thing for shoes, or purses, or designer jeans. Mine is lotions and perfumes.”

Every layer of Holland she reveals to me only makes me want to get to the next layer. She returns her eyes back to the television. I don’t take my eyes off of her. It’s then, I have a keen awareness of my own heartbeat and I’m flooded with warmth for this girl in front of me. I call her a girl to keep my desires in check but as I watch her, the curves of her hips, even sitting down and the cleavage revealed by her tight white tank top tells me there’s nothing kid-like about this woman in front of me.

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