Page 77 of Holding You
“Can you help me set it up and back up my current files?”
I beam.
“I’d love to.”
We spend the next hour getting everything set to go so she can get to work. It’s a great distraction from the afternoon’s events.
I grab a bottle of water and head for the stairs, leaving Ruby to work alone at the table.
“Declan?” she says. I stop on the top step.
“Yeah?”
“Two vibrators.” She lifts her head and winks at me. “That’s the only way to use them.”
Fuck.
I jog down the steps to the basement to put as much distance between us as possible.
Then impulse gets the best of me and I’m coding my phone to show me the deleted message.
Ruby:
Our dry humping was short-lived, but I want to do it again. And again. With fewer clothes. Maybe my feelings come from the fact that he’s overly good-looking. I mean, his chest is like a rock, and I hate that I want to touch it. I hate that I told him he had to start wearing shirts. Add in his stupid cute smirk and the fact that he’s smart and great with Max and just … it’s too much. It’s easier to not like him. I need to be focused on myself and Max. If I did like him, instead of fixing my computer, I’d be climbing him like a pole and breaking my dry spell.
I dropto my bed and blow out a breath.
It’s not overly bad, but it’s not good either.
Because despite the relationship we have, if Ruby ever tried to climb me like a pole, I don’t think I could stop her.
I wouldn’t want to.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
RUBY
When I was a kid, I blurted out anything that came to mind. As the baby girl of the family, I could get away with anything.
There was never any punishment.
But yesterday, the vibrator incident with Declan, I wish someone had told me to quit talking.
Especially when I said that I’d be thinking of him in his sweatpants.
Of course I would be.
Look at the man.
I’m not blind, but I’m clearly horny. First, I dry hump him in the living room, and then I’m telling him I use both vibrators at once.
God. I even had time to calm down from the discussion and still came back to it.
I swear. Me. Declan. Alone. Brain malfunction.
Not to mention, I don’t actually use them at the same time. Just the idea of that confuses me.
Fuck.
