Page 6 of Love Undecided
And it’s a really big platter.
Lucky for me, I keep the laugh in my head this time.
“I’m on it,” I tell Sherman.
We all stand to leave the room. I look to Bauer, he looks back at me, his eyes twinkling again. It’s like he’s got Christmas tree lights installed behind them or something.
Clearly, he’s happy about this. I wonder what his eyes look like when he’s turned on.
When he’s fucking.
Would they still twinkle or would they grow darker and more intense?
Does he fuck hard or soft?
Oh, or both?
I love both.
I shiver involuntarily.
“Ready to get started?” he asks.
I nod slowly.
He makes a hand motion as if to say,after you. The twinkle is still there. So is the half smile. A cocky half smile.
Cocky, like he’s reading my thoughts, which kind of immobilizes me. So, I just stand there, dumbly.
He grabs my elbow and leads me out the door. Mid-hallway, he switches from holding my elbow, to steering me with a firm hand on my lower back. Confidently guiding me down the hall to where he wants me to go.
We end up in a smaller room with a table and two chairs. He motions to a chair while shutting the door, then turns to me and says, “I’m looking forward to working with you.”
He gives me a very direct stare, no more twinkle, his eyes all steely blue with an edge.
Shit. Fuck. Piss.
Chance Bauer is SO the kind of guy that fucks hard.
