Page 47 of Mr. Delicious
Chapter 12
Wren
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Day three and we were still inside the house.
We’d barely eaten and that was food we’d ordered in.
I managed to catch a glimpse of a few of the rooms, met the maid and the gardener that came in on a daily basis but that was it.
That was the closest I got to reality. The world outside of the bubble AJ and I had created.
It had just turned ten when we went in the shower together. We had sex in here last night and I was sure it was going to happen again.
We’d been kissing, making out under the light stream of water that rained down on us, for at least an hour.
With his large hands cupping my face AJ kissed me, and kissed me and kissed me. And, I kissed him too with thatI want more of youneed.
I actually stood on my toes, balancing against the slippery flooring, trying to get more.
He pushed me back against the granite wall, pulled back so he could see my face then rested his hands on either side of me, face inches away from mine.
“Go to Rome with me?” He brushed his lips over mine.
Jesus. What the hell? I had to be living in some dream right, because this couldn’t be me. It couldn’t.
I smacked his chest playfully and grimaced.
“Don’t you dare ask me that.”
“Fuck, Wren, if you don’t come with me I won’t go.”
I chuckled. “Yes let’s stay here forever.”
His eyes lit up like that really was an option. “Yeah, we could. You could set up a café here just like The Spot and I could do whatever I’m doing from anywhere in the world.”
“AJ.” I smirked. “I was joking. I’m joking.”
“I was being serious, of course if we don’t fuck to death first.” He taunted near my ear.
God, I felt myself grow wet just from the heat of his words and the teasing in his voice.
I smiled. “I wouldn’t complain.” Not one bit. In fact I’d say it was a good way to die. It’d definitely make up for the crap life had thrown at me.
He brushed his lips over mine. “Okay, that’s how we’ll die. But, how will we live. Paris now, what about next week?”
He was actually being serious. But… more than that, he was saying he wanted to keep seeing me.
The realization made me take a moment to come back to earth and embrace a little bit of reality. I’d been so caught up in this bubble of us since we got here that I really did think screw the bills and the responsibilities.
“Too much, too soon?” He moved back and gazed down at me, holding me in place with his silver stare.
“No, it’s perfect.” But I had a nightmare to fix and it wasn’t going to fix itself.
“Say yes then, come to Rome with me.” The corners of his sensual lips twitched into that half smile I loved.
“I have The Spot, and a ton of stuff to sort out. I…” I didn’t want to think about that stuff now, but it was apart of me. It was all a apart of me so it came rushing back with the full force of its seriousness.
