Taking the Body (Watkins Glen Gladiators #4) by V.L. Locey

Author:V.L. Locey [Locey, V.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-01-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Henri

Waking up with Philip curled close was not mortifying at all.

Perhaps it should have been. He was certainly a most abrasive sort at times, not including the dark whiskers that were now covering his handsome face. He dressed like a jock, his taste in wine was beer, and his musical tastes were vastly different than mine.

But even with all of those things going against him, coming to consciousness with his compact, hard body beside mine was anything but mortifying. It was…lovely.

I’d slept alone in this bed for many years, mostly my own choice, for who would wish to be weighed down by a lover who would be a burden in the years to come? Celibacy seemed the best way to avoid losing someone else whom I loved and so I had maintained my distance.

Until this sandpapery, garrulous, sociable man had arrived at my chalet like a locust with a New York accent and a heart as big as Seneca Lake.

The early morning sun made my eyes water, so I eased out from under my bed partner, padded to the window, and drew the draperies shut. Once the light was suitably doused, I turned with trepidation to gaze down at the man sprawled out over my bed as if he owned it. That, it seemed, was typical Greck. He rolled into a person’s life and claimed it lock, stock, and beloved servants. Everyone on my payroll from the gardeners to Barnaby had fallen for his chat a minute common man charm.

And so had I, which was more than a bit confusing but not wholly unpleasant. Padding closer, I observed his face smashed into a pillow. One of about four pillows that he had confiscated during the night along with the covers and ninety percent of the bed. Even with his nose pushed to the side and his cheeks coated with thick whiskers and pillow marks, the man was insanely appealing. How had I not seen how incredibly good-looking he was? And no, my vision was not that bad. Obviously, I’d used his abrasiveness as a means to block out any kind of appreciation for him that I might have had.

Longing to climb back into bed and rouse him with a sloppy blowjob, I did the opposite. Slipping back into that warm cocoon would be a mistake, surely. While what we had was explosive no doubt, I would still become a burden to him or any man who I developed feelings for, and that was not something I wished to live with. Best to keep things low-key and casual, and when his apartment was ready for habitation, he could move away with no hurt feelings.

I nodded at my sound reasoning. Papa would be in agreement. Mama not so much. Sighing softly, I pulled the duvet up over his bared shoulder and walked away.

I showered and dressed, wanting to sneak downstairs hopefully before Barnaby or Madame were up and about. Philip and I had left the kitchen quite a mess. I prayed I would beat my cook and my man to the catastrophe.

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