Page 42 of Fear the Reaper
I fell a little deeper for him.
As I surveyed the damage of my house, my heart sank. There was nothing left. My father’s car—out of all the things I lost in the blast, losing the car hurt my soul the most. Once the insurance agent left, I sat on the ground and stared the empty spot. There were so many things to decide. Did I want them to rebuild the house on that spot, or did I want to sell the land and move?
My father’s car would be replaced. It wouldn’t have the same feeling but I supposed I could make new memories in the new one.
“You’re not alone, Star.”
I stood and all but tossed myself into Reaper’s chest.
“I’m sorry—I tried leaving you to deal with this but I can tell you’re not doing so well.”
I chuckled. “That’s putting it nicely.”
“This won’t fix everything but I have an indecent proposal for you.” Reaper kissed the side of my head.
“You do? Well, don’t keep me in suspense.”
Reaper released me and took my hands in his larger ones. I looked up into his face, still not believing just how handsome he was. His large lips fit his face perfectly and his curled lashes sexy as sin. I melted.
“I’ve booked a hotel room for a few days.” Reaper explained. “It has a lovely view and the best part? You don’t have to leave the room if you don’t want to.”
“Are you going to be there with me?”
“If you want me to.”
“What do you mean if I want?” I tilted my head. “I told you what I wanted.”
“Then I’ll be all too proud to be your very, humble servant.”
No matter what was happening in my life, in that moment I had to laugh. “You couldn’t be someone’s servant if you tried. But I do have something I’ve always wanted to do for you.”
“Oh?”
“It’s a surprise. Now, can you take me somewhere?”
“Anywhere.” He framed my face and kissed me deeply. “Where?”
“What was I saying?”
Reaper laughed and dropped a kiss to my forehead. “You wanted me to take you somewhere?”
“Yes. I have my bank cards and my credit cards. I need new clothes—I need new everything and the insurance company hasn’t paid up yet. I have to replace a few things.” I exhaled.
Reaper walked me to his rental and opened my door. I kissed him and climbed in. When he was beside me, I placed my hand on his thigh as he drove us away from my old neighbourhood. He brought me to the mall and though I knew there were so many other things he could have been doing, never once complained.
When I tried on one outfit after another, he sat through it. To treat him, I carried him into a lingerie store and asked for a private room. There, I tried on lingerie for him—corsets, thongs, chemises and teddies. He seemed to enjoy it all for he kept pulling me into his body, touching me, stroking me, kissing every part of my body he could without getting into trouble.
At the end of it all, we picked up some takeout and he drove directly to the hotel. It was beautiful and the view of the mountains was breathtaking. I showered and dressed in the nightgown Reaper seemed to have liked the most; a red one with a plunging neckline and so short, it barely covered my ass.
I could see why he was so worked up when I tried it on. Dressed, I exited the bathroom to find him shirtless and trying to open a bottle of wine.
“Damn,” he said. “You do know our dinner is going to get cold.”
“How do I know that?”
“Nova, do you know how sexy you are right now?” Reaper set the wine down and moved toward me. “I’m going to enjoy tearing that fabric from your body.”
Those words made me tremble. “Give it your best shot.” I teased.
