I don’t really have any reason to wash them, but I do anyway, mostly so I can turn away from him.
I’m afraid he’ll see exactly how I feel.
He walks up behind me, sliding his hands around my waist and leaning in until his mouth is by my ear and his breath is making my legs shake. “I’ll be over tonight for more fun. See you later, angel.”
I clench my eyes shut and listen as he leaves.
Angel.
What is he doing to me?
I’m falling for him.
God dammit.
Get it together, Eve.
I lock up the café and head out to make my way back to my apartment when I’m stopped by a gorgeous woman who waves me down just as I lock the door.
“Oh, no, you’re closed!” she says, looking bummed.
“Sorry,” I shrug. “You just missed me.”
“I’m new in town, do you know anywhere good to eat? I’m in desperate need of some pizza, or something equally as bad.”
I glance at her. The woman has the kind of body any one of us would die for. Not too skinny, not too curvy, just the perfect dips and shape. She’s gorgeous with long black hair in perfect curls, and the biggest, prettiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Her skin is soft, tanned, and it’s clear she’s possibly of Spanish background. She’s spectacular, there is no doubt she has done some modeling in her life.
I’m sure she would have.
“You know, I’m hungry too,” I say. “Do you want to go and eat with me?”
Her eyes light up. “Really? That would be great. I don’t know anybody yet and I’m a bit lost. I’m Carmen.”
“I’m Eve, it’s nice to meet you, Carmen.”
We start walking, and I ask the mysterious gorgeous stranger about her life.
“What brings you here?”
“I broke up with my husband and needed a change I guess. I decided to just pick a place and make a go of it. I loved the look of this little town, it’s so rustic and gorgeous. I saw your café online, and I wanted to visit it so badly. You have great reviews.”
I smile. “Thank you, I put a lot into it.”
“I can see that. I am starting work as a hotel receptionist in town tomorrow, so that’s a job out of the way. I just got an apartment, but it’s not unpacked so I’m running around frantically at the moment trying to find food, because I don’t have anything organized.”
I laugh. “That’s the worst, the first night when everything is all over the place and you just want to eat, drink wine, and pretend it’s not there.”
She laughs too. “Exactly it! I’m glad someone understands.”
“Oh, I get it. I’m the kind of person that’ll stare at a box for weeks, knowing it would only take me minutes to unpack it but not wanting to.”
She nods enthusiastically. “That’s me, too!”
We laugh and talk all the way to the closest restaurant, which, luckily for her, is a pizza and pasta place. We get a table and order. While we wait, we settle in over a glass of wine. She’s so easy to talk to—she’s funny and bubbly and I get along with her incredibly easily, considering we just met. I have no doubt I’ll have a new friend in her, and I’m always up for new friends.
“Tell me about the men in this town,” she asks, leaning forward, pretty eyes smiling even when she’s not. “Any good ones?”
I snort. “There are a few, it depends on your type. I know there are heaps of businessmen around, if that’s your thing.”
She waves a hand. “Ick, no, I like a bad boy.”
“Well, if that’s the case, you’ll love the bikers that run the garage next door to me. They’re a good looking bunch.”
Her eyes widen. “Bikers? As in, wearing leather, riding bikes, bikers?”
“Yep, those are the ones.” I chuckle. “And they’re good looking, too.”
“How good looking at we talking here?”
“Oh, like melt your panties off good looking.”
She laughs, clapping her hands. “I’m in. Where do I find one of these bikers?”
I grin. “I’ll introduce you. I’m actually kind of seeing one, well, we’re ... you know?”
I wiggle my brows.
“Tell me more,” she breathes, sipping her wine.
“He’s the President, and man, that guy knows how to fuck. God, is that too crude?”
She waves a hand. “No way, tell it like it is, sister. What’s this man’s name?”
“Cash Riggs. Can you believe it?”
She snorts. “That’s his name?”
“Yep. But don’t worry, there are plenty more where he came from.”
“I can’t wait.”
We talk and eat, laughing and bonding. She’s a great girl, and by the time the restaurant closes, we’re still chatting. We leave, only because we have to, and I give her my number, promising to call her so we can catch up again. She smiles happily and walks off, and I exhale with happiness and relief.
What a few days it has been.
Riggs and I are bonding in ways I didn’t think we would, and I just made a new friend.
Maybe this is it, maybe this is how it all wraps up in a nice bow.
Maybe, just maybe, the war is over and everything will go back to normal.
Yeah, it’s all finally coming together.
Eve for the win.
I knew I’d get there in the end.
12
I CLENCH MY EYES CLOSED, trying to hold in my muffled screams. Riggs devours my pussy like it’s his last meal. I clench his hair, fingernails scraping against his scalp as I tremble. This man is insatiable; it’s like no matter how hard I try to avoid it, he’s back wanting more. To be fair, though, I can’t seem to avoid him even if I tried. I should, though. I’m that pathetic girl who comes running when he calls.
I need to play a little harder to get.
He’ll be bored soon and we’ll be back to ... what?
God knows.
I cum with force, and he stands from his position on the floor. I’m leaning back on my office desk, and I watch as he gets to his
