A buzz of energy zips through me as I think about how excited Todd will be. Our schedules rarely allow for unplanned visits, but it just so happens the movie he’s wrapping up is shooting locally and my show tonight—the last one I have scheduled for a while—was downtown.
For once we’re not only in the same time zone, but the same city, and I’m taking full advantage of it.
I’ll undoubtedly have to pay for this little adventure tomorrow when I face Becky, but for now I’m going to revel in the wild, carefree feeling coursing through me.
I step into the foyer, and I’m met by the dim light of the living room and the soft sound of music wafting through the house. I love Todd’s place. Not too big, not too small, it’s cozy and perfect.
Perfect for a young couple and even for raising a small family—not that I want that right away, but it is an aspiration of mine. I might be young, but I’ve grown up fast in a dog-eat-dog world. I’m ready to slow things down, settle in, and think about having the type of family life I missed out on.
I want kids and a husband, and while I still want my career, I also want family dinners and movie nights.
“Todd?” I call. When he doesn’t reply, I drop my bag on the couch and call to him again. “Todd?”
I’m halfway down the hall when he steps out of his room with a white towel around his hips. My mouth waters at the sight of him. In the year we’ve been together, he’s not once pressured me for sex—something my sister-in-law says is a little fishy. Personally, I find it endearing. How many men these days are willing to wait until the woman is ready?
Not many.
And I still may not be ready, but that doesn’t mean I’m a prude. I’m more than willing to hop in the shower with him.
Todd clears his throat. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here to see you. You asked earlier if I could come over,” I say, pulling my shirt off. “I decided I could.”
Todd’s eyes widen. He rushes toward me, grabs my shirt, and tries to put it back over my head.
I laugh at his crazy antics. Normally he can’t get my shirt off fast enough. “What’re you doing?” I take the shirt and toss it to the side, only to have him pick it up a second time.
“What are you doing?” he says.
“I’m going to jump in the shower with you.” I press my body against his and kiss him.
I might be a virgin, but I know how to get my man turned on. I deepen the kiss and slide my hands up his chest and around his neck.
Todd’s body reacts to mine. He hooks an arm around my waist, and I know I’ve got him. I’m lost in a haze of lust when I hear the shower kick on.
Next thing I know I’m being shoved backward, and Todd is a good three feet away. The bathroom door opens and steam billows out, along with a busty blonde—a very naked busty blonde.
“Toddy, what’s taking you so long?” She stops short at the sight of me, frowns, and turns to Todd. “I thought you said you broke up with her.”
Broke up with me?
Todd runs a hand through his hair and shakes his head. “I was going to, I promise. I just haven’t had a chance and—”
“What?” My face burns.
Oh, no. No no no. This isn’t happening. This has to be a mistake. There has to be some sort of explanation because there’s no way Todd would break up with me, let alone cheat on me.
Right?
Right!
I mean, just last week we were talking about taking a vacation together, and—
Todd curses under his breath and reaches for me when I stumble backward. “Nora, I can explain.”
“I think the naked woman in your house is explanation enough.”
“Nora.” Todd steps toward me, but I shake my head, humiliated that he would do this to me. “Wait, please.”