Never Close Enough

Never Close Enough by Anie Michaels, Krysta Drechsler, Brook Hryciw Shaded Tree Photography Read Free Book Online Page B

Book: Never Close Enough by Anie Michaels, Krysta Drechsler, Brook Hryciw Shaded Tree Photography Read Free Book Online
Authors: Anie Michaels, Krysta Drechsler, Brook Hryciw Shaded Tree Photography
her nose at his words.
       “It sounds so sad and pathetic when you say it like that.  I get the feeling you e njoy your bachelorhood.  I don’t buy into your pity party.”
       “Well, you’re right and you’re wrong.  I enjoy being a bachelor, but only because none of the women I’ve ever met have I wanted to spend more than a few evenings with, and I’m ok being alone.  I guess it’s going to take a special person to grab my attention and hold on.” Porter took another drink of his beer.  “And you live with this Kyle guy?  What are you going to do about that?”
       “I asked him to move out of our apartment while I’m here at t he beach.  I guess that might have been a little harsh, and come to think of it, I don’t know if I want to live in that apartment anyway after what I saw.  Maybe I will just let him know to take the bed.”
       “That bad, huh?”
       “Um, yes.  I have never seen actual gymnastics performed during sex before.  Someone should have been in there holding up score cards.”
       “It couldn’t have been that bad.”  Porter laughed out loud.
       “Oh, yes, it was.  I will never be able to watch the Summer Olympics again.”
       “O k, well, I will make sure our date tomorrow doesn’t involve any gymnastics meets.”
       “I would really appreciate it.  So, what are we going to do?”
       “It will have to be a surprise, I suppose,” he said with a smug grin.
       “Well, I think I had better head home now.  Thanks for meeting me here tonight.  I needed something to take my mind off things and you are a very handsome distraction.”  Ella looked at Porter for just a few seconds and then rose to grab her purse off the back of the chair digging for her wallet.
       “I’ve got the drinks, Ella, my treat.  Let me walk you to your car.”  Porter followed Ella out to the parking lot.  “So, how about I pick you up at your place around five tomorrow evening?”  He asked as they approached her car.  He held his han ds out for her keys and even though she gave him a curious look she handed them over.  He took the keys, unlocked the door, and opened it for her.  She smiled shyly at him and took her keys back as he handed them to her.  He had pulled the door open in front of him so that it was between them, and she stood on the other side.
       “I will be ready at five,” she said.  He watched as the breeze blew her hair around her face making the curls bounce in the wind.  He wanted to reach out and touch her hair, tuck it behind her ear, but he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.  He really wanted to kiss her, but felt it might be too soon.  He knew that he would have to let her set the pace.  They stood at the car staring at each other, then finally Ella made the first move.  She leaned forward placing her hand on Porter’s arm for balance, and gave him a small kiss on his cheek.  She lingered there for a few seconds and he could smell her hair.  The vanilla scent seemed to follow her everywhere.  He turned his face into her cheek and he could hear a small sigh escape from her that made fire run through his veins.
       “I can’t wait for tomorrow,” he whispered in her ear.  She slowly pulled away from him and a blush had warmed her cheeks.  He brushed a thumb over her cheek and said, “Drive safe.”
       “You, too.  See you tomorrow.”  She slid into her car and he shut the door once she was inside.  She backed out of her spot and gave small wave to him as she drove away.
       Porter watched her drive away and headed back inside to settle the bill.  Tonight had gone better than he had expected, minus Josh making his appearance.  He knew Ella was beautiful and that he was going to be attracted to her.  He hadn’t expected to like her company so much, or to feel like he already had some sort of claim on her.  He thought they had just brushed the surface of the deep connection he was sure they

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