When we get back to my bed, she turns around and says, “I need to get dressed.”
“Right,” I mutter, “I mean... do you?”
“Yes,” she laughs, dropping her robe to the floor.
She takes two neat steps towards me. Her hand wraps around my waist. She stands on tiptoes and kisses me gently on the lips.
“It’s my fault Aaron is missing. Which makes this my problem, too.”
I grab her hips and pull her close.
“I want you so fucking much,” I growl, kissing her neck.
“And I want you,” she says, “but first, I’m going to find your son. I need to make things right. I can’t have you losing custody, just because I fell asleep in the bath.”
“Okay,” I take her cheek in my hand and kiss her. My cock’s so hard it hurts. “And how are you going to do that, Sherlock Holmes?”
“I have an idea.” She pushes me towards the door. “But first, I need you to stand outside and wait for me to get dressed. One more second of you… near me.. without my clothes on… and I’m likely to pull you down on that bed and fuck your brains out.”
“You are?” My eyebrows rise. I reach forward, hoping to pull her back in my arms, but she stands firm, closing the door on me as precum leaks from my cock.
5
Sydney
“I can’t believeyou found him.”
We pull up in front of a mountainside mansion. Music and the sound of screaming teenagers throwing a party fill the night air.
I look across the car at Ethan. His square, stubble-covered jaw is covered in shadow. He looks like a superhero. Straight out of a movie.
My mind starts to wander. I can’t help but imagine him in a spandex suit. The skin-tight, stretchy fabric accentuating every muscle.
His body is amazing.
I can’t believe he’s seen me naked. I’m never usually so forward with men. But at the time, it felt right.
Having his eyes on my body. The way he was looking at me. I’ve never felt so alive.
Besides, tomorrow we’ll all be flying back to our normal lives. I’ll be a bottom-of-the-rung assistant. He’ll still be a world-famous music producer with stacks of cash and an endless supply of women desperate to share his bed.
Yet, even though I know there’s no future between us, that doesn’t mean I can’t have some fun.
It’s my birthday. Why can’t he be my present?
“Honesty, it really wasn’t that difficult.” I undo my seat belt and pick up my purse. “He’s a teenager. He spends all his time gawking at his phone. It was a no-brainer he’d have posted a million and one things to Instagram and TikTok.”
“Still,” Ethan says, opening his car door and stepping out onto the sidewalk. “I never would have thought of it. I’d probably still be at home pulling my hair out. You’ve really saved the day, Sydney. I need you to know that.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I brush my hair behind my ear and try and pretend like the sound of him complimenting me… the sound of him saying my name… doesn’t make my panties soaking wet and have my ovaries doing triple summersaults like it’s the Olympic final on the horizontal bar. “More like, it was all my fault in the first place. You never would have been in this situation if I wasn’t a terrible babysitter.”
“We’ve been over this.” He takes my hand and helps me out of the car. My body presses against him, and yet again I find myself in his arms. My heart racing. My mouth dry. His hand on my hips. “It’s not your fault.”
“Let’s just call it even.” I push him away, not wanting to succumb to his charms. There’s a time and a place for fraternizing with your temporary boss, and it’s not on the side of the road outside a teenage version of a frat party. “Anyway… what do you think you’re doing? You should stay in the car.”
“Like hell, I will!” His voice booms over the nearby music. For the first time, I’m a little scared of this man. He’s so big. So strong. If he wanted he could do anything he wanted with me. Whether I like it or not.
I put my hand on his bicep. The size of his muscle surprising me, even though his t-shirt is skin tight. “Look,” I say, “if you go in there, it’s only going to cause trouble. You’ll run in like a raging bull. Make a huge scene. All these kids will video you. It’ll be over the internet by the time we get back in the car. Then your ex really will have the means to gain custody. Is that what you want?”