Page 75 of Property of Stone
Later, while lying in the man’s bed without him, she went over how she reacted afterward. He seemed to be getting pissed as she ignored his questions.
Truthfully, she didn’t have any answers. He possibly thought from how she responded that he had sucked. That was far from the truth.
Andthatwas the problem. Not the fact they had sex.
The sex had been great. Soul satisfying. Even toe-curling. Definitely orgasm inducing. Better than she would’ve ever expected from arough-around-the-edgesbiker.
Only, having sex with him should have flushed him from her system.
It did the exact opposite.
But as good as it had been and as tempted as she was toknock boots with him again, after he came, reality had crept in.
No, not crept in. Hit her like a two-by-four across the forehead.
She had given in to her impulse and regretted it immediately afterward. Again, not because he sucked, but because she hardly knew him. And what she did know…
She blew out a breath.
He was an ex-con. He belonged to a motorcycle club and certainly wasn’t an upstanding citizen of society.
Add in the fact that they had to live together and both had young children living under the same roof. Impressionable children who should be looking up to them as examples and not hypocrites.
Since she couldn’t fall asleep after going back upstairs and she didn’t want to wake Wren with her restlessness, she decided she might as well get up and get a jump on the day.
She had finger foods to make for the tea party later.
On her way to the kitchen, she purposely didn’t peek into the living room to see if Stone was awake or asleep. Once there, she pulled out all the ingredients she had purchased yesterday, along with the kitchen equipment she had moved in to fill his mostly empty kitchen cabinets. Important items she’d need to keep making a living.
Once she had everything set out in an organized fashion, along with a written copy of the ladies’ requested menu, she decided this morning’s prep would be a great time to test out doing videos. Especially since the kids were still in bed and weren’t expected to wake up for at least another half an hour.
She could get a lot done in thirty minutes if she wasn’t interrupted.
Yesterday, she had set up a dedicated YouTube channel for this new endeavor, but now she needed content andsubscribers. Actually, a shitload of subscribers so her videos could be monetized. She planned to start out on the popular free video site and see how comfortable she was in front of a camera, plus how successful her videos were before switching over to a virtual teaching site. One that would cost her money and eat into her earnings.
After setting up her cell phone, she adjusted it until everything important was included in the shot.
Then she took a deep breath to settle her nerves, despite the fact that, one, it was really early in the morning and her intended audience might be sleeping, and two, she had zero subscribers. That meant the number of watchers might be small, if she even had any at all.
For now, that could be a good thing. This way if she screwed up, less people would witness it. And technically, if it was embarrassingly bad, she could delete it.
She was okay with public speaking, but not great. The only reason she was half decent was due to the classes she’d been teaching in Camp Hill for the past few years. Only, those classes were usually made up of a dozen or less people.
If this new venture took off, she could potentially be teaching thousands. Her stomach churned at that thought.
You can do this, Taryn! Just pretend no one’s watching and you’re in the kitchen alone doing what you love…cooking.
This could turn out to be easy money if she put out the right content. She even spent a couple of hours watching other cooking videos last night before attempting to sleep. She made notes on what she liked, what she wanted to avoid, and which videos seemed to draw a larger audience.
It also gave her ideas on the type of content she wanted to make to fill her YouTube channel. She wanted to provide helpful cooking techniques that wererealand tested, unlikeall the videos all over social media that were only made for shock value or even outrage.
Some of those actually made her want to puke.
Worse, some videos weren’t even real, they were created with artificial intelligence. After seeing that, she vowed she would hand make everything. Nothing would be fake.
She also wanted to come off as genuine and down-to-Earth and not superficial like some of the other social influencers she’d come across.
Unlike some of the videos she came across, if she screwed up, she would explain her mistake and how to fix it. Not just edit it out.
