LV01 - Accounting for Love by Wright Erin

Author:Wright, Erin [Wright, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: amazon, Romance
ISBN: 153979301X
Google: WRM3DgAAQBAJ
Amazon: B01LZOYD9W
Publisher: Wright’s Reads
Published: 2016-10-01T22:00:00+00:00

* * *

Growing up in the city, Jennifer had gotten used to a certain set of standards and this was not how a first date should go. Not, of course, that he’d asked her out on a date. This was more of a “Invite the refugee in out of the rain for the night out of the goodness of your heart” sort of overnight stay. But then again, even if it was unusual, it was a step closer to what she wanted.

Where the hell had that come from?? For this to be what I want, I have to know what I want. Of course…I had decided to just go with the flow for a while, and this seems to be where the flow is going, so maybe this is what I want??

That was a pathetic line of reasoning, and she knew it.

Carmelita found a faded green t-shirt with a peeling logo of the local high school on the front. Apparently, it was a shirt Stetson got in junior high. It was still too big for her, but a quickly tied knot just over her hip took care of the problem and gave her a momentary thrill of feeling like a cheerleader, a status she hadn’t been cool enough to achieve in high school.

Other than the shirt, all Carmelita could find for Jennifer to wear was a pair of Stetson’s basketball shorts; they had a drawstring in the waistband that could be cinched up tight to keep them from falling off her. The housekeeper had demanded that Jennifer give her all of her clothes so she could get them in the washing machine. She seemed to have disappeared for the moment, and Jennifer wondered where she’d run off to.

Stetson walked into the living room and Jennifer’s breath hitched. God he was handsome.

“Uh, dinner is served. In the dining room. Are you ready?” he asked awkwardly. She got the impression he was doing his best to impersonate a proper host. She smiled up at him as she stood up.

“Absolutely. I’m starving.”

As they moved into formal dining room, she grew increasingly awkward herself. There she was, sitting across the table from him and sharing their first meal together, dressed in his workout clothes, without even a bra or panties on. This outfit was a far cry from her all-black seduction outfit she’d donned that morning. The rain had washed away all of her makeup too. She felt like a little kid dressed in her older brother’s clothes.

Stetson hadn’t dressed for the occasion either. He was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. His hair was tussled from a rough drying with a towel and no combing. The mud chunk was gone. She sighed her disappointment at not being the one to have removed it.

Surprisingly, even though it wasn’t a cocktail-dress-and-suit kind of night on the town, she found herself enjoying it. The relaxed atmosphere of a home-cooked meal at the dining room table was…comforting.

“I wondered where Carmelita has been hiding that shirt. I haven’t seen it in years,” Stetson commented after blatantly staring at her for a very long time.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.