A Life Like This (Life #1) by Cs Jacobs Read Free Book Online Page B

his girlfriend. How is that possible? I only just met him. I know I fucked him, but that’s nothing. No emotions were shed; it was just sex. Being in a relationship is so much more. These feelings are foreign to me and I’m not sure I like them.
    “What are you thinking about, Angelica? I lost you for a minute there,” Blake asks, tilting his head to the side.
    “Hey, the head tilt is my move,” I say, mocking him with my full-on head tilt and lip pout.
    “Fuck, I’d give you anything you asked for if you pulled that one out on me,” he admits.
    “Good to know. Thank you for this; it was so delicious. I think I should be heading back home though. I’m sort of worn out,” I say as I start to stand, and he follows suit.
    “Of course, thank you for allowing me to bring you here. Perhaps we can come back another time?”
    “Perhaps,” I concede as we walk back to the waiting car.
    The drive back to my house is a quiet one. We both seem to be lost in thought. At one point, I look over and just stare at him. He is so fucking hot; I just want to accost him in the backseat. His facial hair is perfect, and his cheekbones are pronounced. His hair has that tousled look about it, but you know he has to spend time on it. His eyes, God, his eyes are like swimming in the beautiful Hawaiian blue sea. It’s at this point I realize I can see his eyes. He’s no longer looking out of the window, but staring directly at me. He stares at my eyes before turning his attention to my lips. I lick them and drag the left side of my bottom lip through my teeth.
    “ Fuck, ” he sighs as he crashes his lips to mine. I don’t fight it. As much as I know I should be keeping my relationship with Blake strictly business, I just can’t. Something about him draws me to him. We passionately kiss for a short period before I feel the car stop. It’s then I realize we’re at my house and there is a driver in the car. How awkward! I mean, yeah, I pretty much fucked a total stranger but at least I didn’t have any witnesses. I tear my mouth away from his and rush out of the car. I seriously have to get a grip when I’m around him. I hear a car door slam and him running up behind me.
    “Angelica, I’m sorry. Did I upset you?” The worry is clear in his voice. Gosh, I’m so stupid.
    “No, Blake, of course you didn’t. I’m sorry. I just seem to have no self-control when I’m around you. I just need to get inside. I need to be alone. Thank you for tonight. I had an amazing night with you,” I confess as I stand on my tippy-toes and peck his cheek.
    He doesn’t kiss me back, nor does he try to grab me. Ever the gentleman, he is following my wishes and letting me get inside. I’m sort of upset. I think I wanted him to put up a fight. I mean, I could have let our romp in the car keep going if I had wanted to. Sweet Jesus, I need to make up my mind. What the fuck do you want, Angelica?
    Turning, I walk up the steps to my door. Luck is on my side and I get the key in quickly, rush in and close the door behind me. Standing with my back to the door, I release a sigh. Ugh, I didn’t even give him a chance to say goodbye to me. I slide down the door and land straight on my ass. The thump of me falling alerts Roger and he’s immediately at my side barking up a storm, checking if I’m hurt. Damn it!
    “Angelica, are you okay?” Blake is now yelling and pounding at my door. “Angelica, let me in.”
    Shit, I have to say something.
    “I’m fine, Blake,” I yell back at him. “I just slid down the door and Roger freaked out.” I glare at Roger and whisper, “Thanks a lot, Roger!”
    “Angelica, I am not leaving you until you open this door and I can make sure you are fine.” He sounds worried. Damn it all to hell. I stand and kick off my heels, then turn and open the door. Standing there with his arms spread out, hands holding the doorframe, he looks visibly shaken.
    “I’m fine, Blake. Look,” I spin in front of him, “nothing