Choosing Happiness by Melissa Stevens Read Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Melissa Stevens
frowned. "I don't want you to hurt yourself lifting my big butt."
"You're perfect." He laid her on top of her bed and ran his hand along her body until he cupped one breast, squeezing lightly. "From your full breasts, all the way down, through all your feminine curves." He slid his hands down her waist, over her hips and let it come to rest on her thigh, showing her how desirable he found every rounded curve.
~~~
A ndrea looked down at her body then back at him, unashamed for the first time of the extra weight. In that moment she saw herself as he did. As something beautiful and desirable instead of something needing to be changed. The perspective gave her a sense of confidence and power she’d never felt before. She sat up suddenly, moved to her hands and knees and crawled toward where he stood beside the bed.
Jake lifted his brows and looked at her. "What's this?"
"Me turning the tables on you." She lifted up till she was standing on her knees, hooked her fingers in the belt loops of his jeans and pulled him closer. She looked up at him with half lidded eyes and a mischievous grin. "Let's see if I can do as good of job on you as we know you can on me."
CHAPTER EIGHT
J ake woke reaching for Andrea, trying to pull her back against him. His searching arm found nothing but cold sheets. He opened his eyes and found nothing but early morning light. Confused, he looked around for a clock and found one on top of the dresser across the room. The glowing green digits read 7:15. Jake let his head fall back onto the pillow, knowing he wouldn't find her. She’d had to leave the house a little after three AM to make it to work on time. He’d planned to get up with her and go home when she left. Apparently, she'd woken before the alarm and slipped out of bed without him noticing. That in itself showed how deeply he’d slept with Andrea beside him. Usually, no one could move around the room without waking him, much less in the bed.
Groaning, he slid his legs off the side of the bed and sat up. He glanced around and found his clothes before making his way to the bathroom. After dressing, he headed for the living room only to find a post-it note stuck to the inside of the bedroom door. Jake pulled it down and read it as he staggered down the hall.
“Jake,
You were sleeping so peacefully I didn't have the heart to wake you. There's hot coffee in the kitchen and plenty of breakfast stuff in the fridge. Please make yourself at home. I don't get off until 4, but don't feel like you need to wait for me, just make sure the door latches when you leave.
XXOO,
Andrea”
He made a detour into the kitchen and found the coffee pot still hot. He opened the cabinet above it, found a cup, and poured himself some, then turned off the pot and sipped the hot liquid. After looking in the fridge to make sure Andrea hadn't left anything prepared for him in there, he rinsed out his empty cup and gathered the last of his things. He jotted down a quick note and stuck it to the TV screen before locking the door behind him as he left. He needed to get to home so he could get ready for his own day at work.
CHAPTER NINE
M onday morning, Jake’s phone rang. He checked the screen and was surprised to discover it was Sophia. He’d programmed the number in when Ben had given it to him the week before.
"Are you working this evening?" she asked.
"No, my shift ends at five."
"Good," she sounded satisfied. "If you don't have other plans, we'd like it if you'd come over for dinner."
"I don't know." He hesitated.
"Nonsense. It's the family dinner. Normally we do it on Sundays, but with Ben and Jeanie out of town we shuffled things to be more convenient. Andrea worked yesterday and after a twelve hour shift she's just exhausted. Today is easier for her."
"I'm still not sure." He wanted to go but something held him back. He stared out the windshield at the gray clouds and couldn’t think of an excuse.
"Of course you are. Ben told me to treat you like
"You're perfect." He laid her on top of her bed and ran his hand along her body until he cupped one breast, squeezing lightly. "From your full breasts, all the way down, through all your feminine curves." He slid his hands down her waist, over her hips and let it come to rest on her thigh, showing her how desirable he found every rounded curve.
~~~
A ndrea looked down at her body then back at him, unashamed for the first time of the extra weight. In that moment she saw herself as he did. As something beautiful and desirable instead of something needing to be changed. The perspective gave her a sense of confidence and power she’d never felt before. She sat up suddenly, moved to her hands and knees and crawled toward where he stood beside the bed.
Jake lifted his brows and looked at her. "What's this?"
"Me turning the tables on you." She lifted up till she was standing on her knees, hooked her fingers in the belt loops of his jeans and pulled him closer. She looked up at him with half lidded eyes and a mischievous grin. "Let's see if I can do as good of job on you as we know you can on me."
CHAPTER EIGHT
J ake woke reaching for Andrea, trying to pull her back against him. His searching arm found nothing but cold sheets. He opened his eyes and found nothing but early morning light. Confused, he looked around for a clock and found one on top of the dresser across the room. The glowing green digits read 7:15. Jake let his head fall back onto the pillow, knowing he wouldn't find her. She’d had to leave the house a little after three AM to make it to work on time. He’d planned to get up with her and go home when she left. Apparently, she'd woken before the alarm and slipped out of bed without him noticing. That in itself showed how deeply he’d slept with Andrea beside him. Usually, no one could move around the room without waking him, much less in the bed.
Groaning, he slid his legs off the side of the bed and sat up. He glanced around and found his clothes before making his way to the bathroom. After dressing, he headed for the living room only to find a post-it note stuck to the inside of the bedroom door. Jake pulled it down and read it as he staggered down the hall.
“Jake,
You were sleeping so peacefully I didn't have the heart to wake you. There's hot coffee in the kitchen and plenty of breakfast stuff in the fridge. Please make yourself at home. I don't get off until 4, but don't feel like you need to wait for me, just make sure the door latches when you leave.
XXOO,
Andrea”
He made a detour into the kitchen and found the coffee pot still hot. He opened the cabinet above it, found a cup, and poured himself some, then turned off the pot and sipped the hot liquid. After looking in the fridge to make sure Andrea hadn't left anything prepared for him in there, he rinsed out his empty cup and gathered the last of his things. He jotted down a quick note and stuck it to the TV screen before locking the door behind him as he left. He needed to get to home so he could get ready for his own day at work.
CHAPTER NINE
M onday morning, Jake’s phone rang. He checked the screen and was surprised to discover it was Sophia. He’d programmed the number in when Ben had given it to him the week before.
"Are you working this evening?" she asked.
"No, my shift ends at five."
"Good," she sounded satisfied. "If you don't have other plans, we'd like it if you'd come over for dinner."
"I don't know." He hesitated.
"Nonsense. It's the family dinner. Normally we do it on Sundays, but with Ben and Jeanie out of town we shuffled things to be more convenient. Andrea worked yesterday and after a twelve hour shift she's just exhausted. Today is easier for her."
"I'm still not sure." He wanted to go but something held him back. He stared out the windshield at the gray clouds and couldn’t think of an excuse.
"Of course you are. Ben told me to treat you like
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