Faith (The Fast Love Collection Book 1)

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low, sliding off the chair, groaning as I tried to figure out how much he could see.
    On the roof, almost in line with my floor. I thought it wasn't possible until I thought about his words, holy shit. Not, hey Roxy . No, he saw me and was clearly astounded by what he'd seen.
    Yay, the new neighbor has seen me jerking off with a frigging giant dildo. Just what I needed.

Chapter Seven
     
    It was late afternoon before I actually stopped and did nothing. Distracting myself was ideal, it was best to not think about the mornings efforts. It was okay, I just wouldn't ever talk to him again. I'd get some curtains or something and then I could jerk until my heart was content, never having to face my neighbor and his inane grin as he watched me like a complete pervert.
    I was leaning on the bench in the kitchen, taking a moment to regroup. There was no way in hell that I was telling Eddie about this nightmare, I could be wrong and maybe Archer didn't see a single thing. I could only hope.
    With the roast into the oven, dinner was slowly cooking and filling the house with a wonderful smell. The apartment was clean, I'd done a mental check list as I went from room to room to ensure it was perfect. I required perfection, anything less was an annoyance.
    Everything was wiped down, washed and put away. I looked around and assessed the kitchen, nothing to be done. Going through the place again, I tried to find a distraction. I needed something. Room by room I continued to check everything and found nothing more that could be done.
    “Damn it.”
    I hated the feeling that I was missing something, looking down I realized I was still in my pajamas. Quickly I returned to my bedroom, changing for dinner and tidying myself up. Not only was it Eddie and of course James but my parents also came over.
    We alternated Sundays, today was my turn. When my sister Saffron was in the country she'd be a part of the dinner thing as well. She was off trekking through Europe with her friends, likely to be back in about six months' time. We weren't sure, she had said that a year ago. Since then she's continued to hop from country to country and having a great time apparently.
    There was a knock at the door, I looked at the clock with a frown. Maybe my parents had arrived early, it was unlike Eddie to be early for anything.
    I wandered to the door and opened it expecting my parents and faced with Archer. Inwardly I just died of pure embarrassment. He offered no clue as to what he was thinking, just a pleasant smile as he held my book.
    “Hey Roxy, finished your book.”
    “Faith.” I said as I took the book.
    I couldn't look him in the eye, feeling the flush of pink cheeks as the memories of this morning came flooding back.
    “So thanks for bringing it back.” I said, hoping to close the door.
    No such luck, he leaned on the frame, one arm just over his head, the other tucking the hand into his pocket.
    “Sure, no problem. I took good care of it, figured it meant something to you. Is it like a first edition or something?”
    “Yeah, I always get the first one that's printed, my mother gets the second and my agent gets the third.”
    “Your mother reads them, really?”
    I shrugged, looking at the light switch rather than to the man that I had spent a good couple of minutes fantasizing over as I rubbed my wet pussy with a bumpy, rubber phallus. My life sucked.
    “A weird but proud collection. I don't think she's read them.
    “Ah, okay. Not really into the mommy porn thing but I did like your book.”
    “Thanks. You read it rather fast.”
    “I like to read and when a book grabs me I just can't put it down.”
    My eyebrows raised as I nodded slowly, still trying to avoid his gaze. It felt like his eyes were burning into me, I wanted desperately to look up at him but I couldn't face the scrutiny.
    “So is there like another one? The ending seemed like it was left open for a follow on.”
    “Uh yeah, there's two more in this series. Did you want to

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