The Artist's Provocateur by Fine L.J

Author:Fine, L.J.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-18T16:00:00+00:00

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A soft knocking on the wall above her head roused her from a fitful slumber. This knocking wasn't like any of the normal sounds of her apartment building settling. The thought sent tendrils of apprehension through her, forcing her into full wakefulness. But maybe she'd dreamt it?

The knocking sounded again right above her headboard, followed closely by the ping of her phone alerting her of a text message. From Adam. And above the line of his text she saw she had a missed call from him as well. What time was it?

2:21am. Shit.

Sitting up in bed she rubbed her eyes. How could she have fallen asleep? She'd been so wired before. Oh, he's gonna be pissed.

Suddenly she remembered the text and looked down at her phone.

Come let me in, baby.

Well, that sounded sweeter and more cajoling than pissed, so maybe he'd be okay. She sent him a quick response that she was coming to the door and wrapped her robe around herself over the light blue silk nightie she'd at least had the presence of mind to put on before she passed out.

So stupid.

When she flung open the door, he stood there, arms crossed and narrowed eyes taking in her rumpled appearance. The severe look on his face had a lump forming in her throat. Guess he wasn't okay, then. Pissed it was.

"Did you really fall asleep?" He asked dropping his arms and moving forward to push her back into the apartment. The door closed, and the finality of the lock clicking ricocheted through the room. At least, to her it did. It meant that he wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, and she was in for a hell of a night, if his dark countenance was anything to go by.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," she sputtered. He kept advancing on her, forcing her backward down the hall. Toward her bedroom. They got as far as her bedroom door, when she planted her feet and straightened her spine. "After you bailed on me, I had to do something to relieve my tension."

Dark storm clouds passed through his eyes. "I thought I told you to wait for me."

Heat suffused her cheeks as she realized how her words had sounded. "I did wait for you. I meant that I had a glass of wine and took a hot bubble bath. I guess it relaxed me a little too much, though."

"You think?" he growled. "I was stuck at work, busting my ass, waiting on a bunch of drunk customers. But the whole time, in the back of my mind, I was thinking that my sexy girl was at home waiting for me. I kept thinking about what I was gonna do to you, how I was gonna make you moan for me." He paused. "And you fell asleep."

When he put it like that, she supposed it had been a little unfair of her to fall asleep. But no more unfair than him turning her on to the point of pain, and then taking off to leave her hanging.

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