“Is that so you can pretend your dildo is Sawyer’s dick?” She wags her eyebrows at me.
“Oh, piss off, Alice!” Tears are running down my cheeks from the laughter.
I forgot how much it hurts to feel happy. I haven’t laughed this hard in a long time, and my stomach is cramping from my hysterics.
Chapter 10
Sawyer
Ihave been outside of Autumn’s house every night for the last two weeks. Running into her at the park and at the store have not been a coincidence. I made sure that happened.
I’ve never been jogging a day in my fucking life until now, and my thighs have been screaming at me. But, if that means I might run into Autumn when she’s walking her dog, then that’s just fine by me.
Apparently, I am also following her to a coffee shop now. Why hasn’t she noticed that someone is following her? She may have joked about it to me, but she can’t be that unobservant, surely?
What’s so funny? What is she laughing at?
I watch her face through the window. Her beautiful tear-soaked cheeks puff out, and her glossy, deep brown waves dance off her shoulders. I want to be the reason tears are running down her cheeks, and not because I made her laugh, but because she’s swallowing my dick.
I have not stopped thinking about Autumn since our ill-fated meeting. Watching those perfect tits jiggle as I pulled her up, and that deliciously round ass as she walked away from me made me feel things that I haven’t for a long time.
Instantly I was hooked on her, and I haven’t been able to shake it.
I don’t do relationships. After my divorce ten years ago, I swore off them completely, and I haven’t had one since.
In those ten years, I’ve had good times with some beautiful women, but my chest almost imploded when Autumn looked at me.
I don’t want a relationship with her, but I have a strange need to protect her. I don’t know why. I have become quickly obsessed with this woman, which is why I’ve made a habit of running into her whenever I could make it look coincidental.
The night after we met, I intended to knock on her door, but her friend didn’t fucking leave.
Fuck it.
I get out of my car and pull on my jacket. I walk intoGround and Downwith no plan at all other than to see Autumn again.
Chapter 11
Autumn
Istart gathering my things to go and turn to the door as it opens. Holy shit, there he is. Again.
Why does he keep showing up where I am?
Although I know he is hot, and he has remained hot every time I’ve seen him, I somehow lose the ability to speak.
“Hey, Sugar. Did you miss me?” Sawyer crosses the floor in ten steps.
My breath hitches. He must be at least six-foot-two. I forgot how big his presence was. I am not short, but this man towers over me. Sawyer is as wide as he is tall. He is big and rough. The scent of leather and spice is warm and delicious and fills my nose. I want to lick him. Heat floods my neck, and I am getting redder by the second. I have seen him a few times since the accident, but this is the first time I’ve reallyseenhim. There are tattoos peeking out from the top of his shirt. His full black beard is flecked with grey. The unruly hair on his head matches. Subtle wrinkles sit at the corners of his eyes. Coupled with thegrey in his hair and beard, I hazard a guess that there is an age gap between us of at least a decade. Folding his arms across his chest, the leather of his jacket creaks and the black shirt that he’s wearing strains against his chest.
I make a mental note to tell my vagina that her and my brain don’t – shouldn’t – want the same thing.
I can’t say anything, so I swallow. Why is there no air? Why can’t I breathe? Why aren’t my legs working? Is it hot in here? Can someone please call the fire department?
FIRE IN MY PANTS!
“Thrown yourself in front of any cars today, Autumn?” Sawyer huffs out the words. The way he says my name makes my heart pound, and I am sure he can tell because I am practically salivating at the sound of his voice.
“No, but I’m sure she’d throw herself in front of you,” Alice chimes back with a small chuckle. I see the corner of his mouth twitch, and my face flushes red to match my neck.