She sighs, but she looks less angry than she did before. “Fine, he can fix it. That’s kind of him.”
“It is,” I say. “And he didn’t even hesitate when I told him what was happening. He grabbed a bucket and a tool box and came straight over.”
She hangs her coat up on the rack and sighs. “In that case I’m glad that he was home.” I’m not entirely sure that that’s true, but I’m not going to push it. “One of the donors asked me to go on a tour of their facilities tomorrow. I think it will help them give more if I go, so I’ll be heading out early.”
“Okay. The dinner went well?”
She smiles. “Yeah, I think so. As well as it could have gone for a completely untested charity venture. I’ll be eager to have this thing off the ground.”
“Good,” I say, turning off the TV. “I’m going to head to bed.”
“I should be back for dinner tomorrow at least,” she says, pulling me in for a hug. “Have a good day. With me out of the way you’ll even get to work on whatever room in the house you want to.”
“That’s true,” I say. Though I think that I’ll probably be a little pre-occupied with Edward in the house. But if I have a chance to get ahead on this project so that we’re done with it, I honestly might take it.
“Night.”
“Night, sweetie.”
My phone feels like it’s burning in my hand as I walk up the stairs. I want to text him again and ask him to tell me. He’s right, whatever he would say to me would drive me crazy. But not knowing is driving me crazy too.
I think that’s probably the way that he wants it. To keep me on the edge of my seat, waiting to hear what he’s going to say. But he said he was imagining what I said. How hard? Was he touching himself thinking about me?
The thought stops me in my tracks and I have to close my eyes for a moment. My pussy is throbbing with need. I close my bedroom door and lock it, because like hell am I going to be disturbed right now.
One thing’s for sure, my fingers are absolutely not going to cut it right now. Tonight is a night that I spend with my vibrator between my legs.
6
Edward
When my alarm sounds in the morning I’m already awake. I could barely sleep after the text exchange with Julia. I had to cut it off because if I hadn’t, I would have told her exactly what I wanted to do to her. In exact detail. Not just the brief overview. As it was, I had to take matters into my own hands and finish. And thinking about her touching herself while thinking about me drove me mad.
When she asked me to stay, I almost did. The feeling of her lips on mine was intoxicating, and her body fit against mine perfectly. Her curves under her soaked clothes were a map that I wanted to explore. Will explore. That’s the plan. Even if it isn’t today. I’m excited for more than just the physical. I can see glimpses of her humor and brilliance, and I want to uncover it all. But first, I have to make a trip to the store.
I’m glad my parents made me get a job between my hours of internships in the summers. The skills I’ve learned doing construction have been helpful not only in being able to fix the house when things break, but I know that the patch on Julia’s ceiling is an easy task, and won’t take that long.
I throw on some jeans and a t-shirt and head out to my car, glancing up at her window as I go. She’s not looking down on me, but it’s earlier than usual and it’s Sunday. I’m not shocked that she’s still asleep. There’s a part of me that wants her to sleep and save her energy in case anything happens later.
The door to the Palmer house opens, and Julia’s mother steps out. Jane Palmer is an intimidating woman, and she’s never made bones about the fact that she doesn’t like men. I know for a fact that hasn’t always been the case, but she has her reasons. That doesn’t change the fact that I want to take out her daughter. I can charm anyone, including Jane Palmer.
I wave to her, and she stares at me for a moment before coming toward me. “Julia told me you’re willing to fix the ceiling.”
“That’s right. On my way to buy supplies right now.”
She stares at me hard. “Why?”
“Julia told me you’re having a party soon, and I used to work construction. No sense in hiring a contractor when I can do it just as easily.”