Secret (Club Exposure Book 3) by Ivy Nelson

Author:Ivy Nelson [Nelson, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

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THE rumbling of an empty stomach prodded Adara to venture out of Michael’s guest bedroom despite the fact that she didn’t really want to run into him. When she passed his open bedroom door, she could nearly smell him. It didn’t appear he was in there though, and he wasn’t in the living room either. Expecting to find him in the kitchen, she braced herself as she entered. But he wasn’t there either, so she set about making herself a sandwich.

She stood at the kitchen island smearing mustard onto a slice of bread when she saw him moving down the sidewalk. Her instant reaction to the sight of him all hot and sweaty surprised her. His feet were pounding into the pavement as if he were running from something. Maybe he was. She knew it couldn’t be easy for him to give her the space she was asking for, but it was necessary. A broken heart was the last thing she needed in the midst of the chaos she found herself in.

“You mind making me one of those?”

The sound of his voice sent her whirling in his direction. She had been so lost in thought she hadn’t seen him make the turn to come into the house. Sweat dripped from the ends of his hair as he stood in the kitchen doorway with a towel draped around his neck. She wanted nothing more than to shove his already low-slung shorts off his hips and beg him to fuck her right here in his kitchen. He would do it too. Instead though, she cleared her throat. “Sure. What do you want on it?”

“Anything is fine. I’m not picky.”

With shaky hands she pulled two more slices of bread from the bag. Thankfully, he turned and headed down the hall to his bedroom. Him leaving didn’t help get rid of the images of him sweaty and naked on the kitchen floor though. A sting shot through her finger and red fluid pooled onto the cutting board.

“Damn it,” she swore just as Michael came back in wearing dry clothes.

“What did you do, Angel? Sorry. Adara,” he corrected gruffly as he grabbed her hand to inspect the cut.

“Just wasn’t paying close enough attention while I was cutting the tomatoes,” she said softly while he ran her finger under cold water. When the blood stopped flowing, he lifted her finger closer to his face and inspected it thoroughly.

“Doesn’t look too deep.” He pressed paper towels around the injured finger. “Hold that tight. I’ll go get a band-aid.”

She squeezed the wad of paper towels tight and watched as a small dot of blood soaked through.

Michael appeared again, band-aid in hand, and took her finger again. He rinsed it one more time, dried it gently and dabbed some ointment on it.

“Stop staring at me like that,” he said with a growl as he wrapped the band-aid around her finger.

“How would you like me to stare at you?” Adara asked before she thought about how it might sound.

“Damn it, Adara.

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