Stanton Box Set - Page 268

“It’s just, I really wanted you to be the first person I see tomorrow.”

I melt again. “You won’t be awake then,” I whisper as I smile.

“Text me when you are on your way and I will open the door for you. I just want to see you.”

I melt again. Adorable. “Ok, I will text you when I’m close.”

“Ok, I love you.” I can hear that she’s smiling, she hangs up.

I blow out a breath and sit back in my seat. I put my hands behind my head as I think.

Decision time.

What’s it going to be Stan … Yes or No?

Natasha

Beep, beep. My phone beeps a text. I roll over sleepily and pick up my phone from the side table.

Are you awake?

I smile sleepily and reply.

Yes

It bounces back again.

I’m ten minutes away.

I smile and text back.

K

I smile and lie down then start to doze. Another text comes through.

I’m at the door It’s locked.

Oops! I fell back asleep. I jump up and go to the front door and open it in a rush. And there he stands. Tall, dark and extremely handsome. I smile broadly and go to cuddle him.

He looks around at the guards. “Tash, not here. Inside.” He pushes me back in the house. I smile bashfully. I am wearing grey satin boxer shorts and a white singlet, and my hair is all over the place. He is in a dark suit and never has he looked more beautiful.

Gently he tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear and tenderly leans down and kisses me. He’s so much taller when I have no shoes on. He runs his fingers down my cheek and wipes them over my lips as he seems to study my face, his face is serious and pensive.

I smile. “You’re very intense tonight, Mr Stanton,” I whisper as I run my hands over the back of his hair.

He smiles down at me. “Am I?”

I nod and kiss him again, the kiss ends and we stand silently, resting our cheeks together intimately as we embrace. What’s going on here? This is new.

“Thanks for coming,” I smile into the quietness. “Are you hungry? I can make you something,” I whisper as I pull him into the kitchen by the hand.

He follows me in and stands resting his behind against the bench in the corner of the kitchen.

I start to fuss around in the pantry. “Do you want some toast? A cup of tea?” I ask.

He smiles and nods. “Yes please.” He looks around the house. “I haven’t been here for a long time,” he says quietly.

I smile and nod. I don’t want to bring up the last time he was here. It was horrific.

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