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Chapter 14

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Miles

My mind spins as I drive away from the most addicting woman I have ever met. I was trying so hard to be a gentleman, but my control was stripped raw by the end of the evening. When I felt her full breasts brush against my chest, it was all I could do not to throw her over my shoulder and go in search of the first bed I could find. I settled for just taking her lips, but I wanted a hell of a lot more.

Leaving her was a lot harder than I thought it would be. I knew that my feelings towards her were stronger than they’d been in a long time, but I underestimated how easily Penelope could wiggle under my skin and find such a comfortable place next to something that used to resemble my heart. I didn’t realize I was even capable of feeling this way towards someone else, so to discover that my feelings are stronger than I even knew possible is hard to swallow.

It feels like my past is catching up to me in more ways than one. I’m struggling to leave it where it should be and not carry it around like a weight. When I think about all the mistakes I’ve made, it makes me want to reconsider any relationship at all, never mind the one I have with Penny. She's too pure and wonderful to be tarnished by someone like me, but I’m too selfish to give her up. And after kissing her? I’m a goner.

I just have to bide my time until I can see her again. Fortunately, I have the excuse of my morning coffee and sticky bun, so I won’t have to wait long. I feel like a lovesick teenager. The thought sobers me and brings me back to reality. I need to be careful. Can I really do this again?

When I get home, I finish cleaning up the remnants from dinner and start the dishwasher. With that done, I head to my bedroom, into the closet, and strip my clothes off.

I head to the bathroom and turn on the shower. Standing under the hot water, flashes of this evening run through my mind. As I wash my hair, I think of all the times I saw Penelope run her hands through her gorgeous locks and wished it was me. As I scrub my body, thoughts of doing the same thing to her run through my mind. Before I even know what I’m doing, I’m stroking myself long and slow.

I let my mind go as thoughts of pinning her against the shower wall and shoving my aching dick into her flash in my brain. I reach out and place my free hand on the wall to steady myself and my pumping starts to speed up. I can think of nothing else but running my hands all over her tight body, gripping her voluptuous ass as I pound into her against the shower wall. My breath hitches as I feel my climax start to take over. I explode into my hand so I don’t make too much of a mess and finish rinsing off. This is beginning to become a habit, thinking about the gorgeous woman who plagues my mind with her gorgeous eyes and positive spirit while I rub one out, but I can’t be bothered to care.

Getting out of the shower, I towel dry and collapse naked in my bed, exhausted by the day's events. My mind is racing with what ifs, and possibilities, but I do my best to quiet it, and slip into a fitful sleep.

I toss and turn most of the night, my dreams fraught with guilt and lust. I’m grumpy and confused the next morning when I wake before dawn. I know I’m not going to get any more sleep, so I throw on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and head to my in-home gym. I run for a while and then wear myself out with a few too many reps on the weights.

I’m still struggling with my rough night after I shower and brush my teeth, so much so that I consider skipping my usual coffee at Mabel’s. I’ve got to admit that seeing Penelope gives me butterflies in my stomach and I’m afraid it’s going to confuse my already overactive mind.

I consider it right up until I’m about to pass by the cafe, but almost without even trying I find myself slowing the truck and pulling into the busy parking lot. Now that Penny has been running the place, it’s busier than it’s ever been. It’s a little annoying that it takes so much longer to get my usual, but it’s worth it to see the place doing so well. I’m glad that more people are noticing this gem. It’s the best and they deserve to be recognized for it.

I start to feel a little sorry for the poor girl when I walk in and get a look at the long line ahead of me. I know business is good, but it’s got to be hard on Penny trying to do it all herself.

Somehow the line moves quickly, despite Penny being the sole barista. She’s clearly got a system for getting things done, and it’s working well. I’m impressed, and my pants get a little tighter just thinking about how hot it is that she’s doing such a great job with this place.

She helps a few customers before she notices me, but when she does her whole face lights up.That’s for meI think to myself, before giving her a stupid grin back. My day instantly gets better and all my frustration and confusion from earlier evaporates. We must look like fools, standing here just grinning at each other, but I don’t really care.

Too quickly we’re snapped back to the present by the hustle and bustle of the busy cafe. There are still a couple folks in front of me and I have to wait my turn to talk to her, but it’s worth it. I can’t believe I almost didn’t stop.

Later that day, I’m humming along to myself while I work on finalizing the summer inventory we just packed away. A large winter shipment is due to arrive any day now, and with it, our busy season. I wish that we were heading into the season with the newly acquired cabins and shuttle system, but we might have found a work around for that.

There’s no way we’ll be able to buy a different cabin rental company this late in the season, but I’ve been crunching the numbers and trying to pivot my efforts into working out another solution. I’ve got a meeting with Dad soon to discuss my ideas.

When I look down at my phone to check the time, I see I have a message from Penelope:I had a great time last night and enjoyed seeing you this morning. I think it made my whole day better :)

A huge smile breaks out on my face and just as I’m about to respond, I get a knock on my office door. “Come in,” I say, trying and failing to wipe the grin off my face.

“Who’s got you smiling like that?” My dad’s voice booms from the doorway.

“A guy can’t just smile, Dad?”

“That’s not just any smile, son. Don’t try and play your old dad for a fool today.”

The man’s got a point. I haven’t been this happy in so long. My family is bound to notice and I know they are going to tease me. I’m never going to hear the end of it.

“Alright, alright. I may have had a really great date last night, that’s all.” I’m trying to downplay it, but I don’t think I’m succeeding based on the look of surprise I get from my father. I take it as a compliment that I’m able to surprise him. The man has seen some things at his age.

“Oh really? Who’s the lucky lady? I might need to hunt her down and thank her personally for this rare good mood I’m seeing from you.” He chuckles at himself and sits down in the chair across from my desk, teasing me already.

“Oh, come on. I’m not that bad.”

“No. You’re right. You’re worse.” He laughs some more before he sobers. “You know I’m only kidding. I love you and just want to see you happy more often. So who is she?”