Trusting Fate

Trusting Fate by H. M. Waitrovich Read Free Book Online

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Authors: H. M. Waitrovich
sleeping, ” I said sternly. If I didn ’ t know better I would say he'd have to be drunk. But believe me, I knew better.
    “ Gabby, please do not be mad at me over today. I know that you have my schedule and know that I was not in meetings today. Just please let me explain, ” he pleaded. It was then that he looked me up and down, he must have noticed the nightgown I was wearing under my robe. “ Christ Gabby, this is why I was not in today. I literally cannot be in the same room with you without my pants growing in size … and you answer the door like this? Who were you waiting for? Tell me who! ” he said. He was angry and I am not sure why part of me liked it, but I was not his to begin with so why bother trying to defend myself.
    “ Not that it ’ s any of your business, but it was hotter than Haiti in my house earlier, so I put a nightgown on, ” I said. He looked down like he knew I had just called him on his crap.
    “ Gabby I ’ m sorry, I just cannot help myself around you. I feel … I feel so possessive like you are mine and no one better touch you but me, ” he confessed. His honesty was sweet but why lie to me?
    “ Jace, I appreciate the candor, I do, but you lied to me today. You made me feel the one thing I haven ’ t felt in a really long time … and that ’ s dread. I was terrified and I have worked hard, I mean really hard, to not be vulnerable to any man ever again. I just need to know what this is between us. I mean, we have gone on one date, which if I have to be honest was all I needed. I knew that I was a goner that night, but I told you that my life is complicated. Did you freak out because I told you that I do not know who Theo ’ s father is? ” I asked. He blushed. Caught ya. I knew that was it.
    “ No, it ’ s not that. Believe me when I say it ’ s so not that. It ’ s how I think about you every single day of my existence …” he said, stepping closer to the door and closer to me. “ It ’ s how I dream about you at night, or how I think about your body and your smile with every breath I take, ” he said, almost panting.
    Shit I ’ m a goner, I am so gone and I need him so much it ’ s like needing the air I breathe. Without even thinking, I leaned forward and our lips met. It was like a wick meeting a flame. It blew me away, I had never felt so much passion and I had my share of men.
    He pushed us through the doorway, picking me up so that I was straddling his body, and the kissing just kept going. Before I knew it, he had me on top of my dining room table and he was kissing the insides of my thighs. I was writhing with pleasure, my body was on fire and this man was doing it. Things just kept going further and further until I heard what I thought was vomiting in the other room.
    “ Wait, stop. I am so sorry. Jace, I think Theo is awake. ” I said almost embarrassed. He pulled himself off of me and looked almost as flushed as I felt.
    I ran down the hall and found Theo standing over the toilet throwing up. “ Oh baby boy, what ’ s wrong? Does your belly hurt? ” I asked, stroking his back.
    “ It hurts bad, Mommy. I don ’ t know why. I was rolling around in bed for a real long time because it hurts so bad. And Mommy, I am so cold. Why am I so cold? ” he whimpered. It broke my heart. This was Theo ’ s first stomach bug.
    I quickly changed his sheets and pajamas, and then before I could even turn out his light he was already asleep again. I laid a trashcan down in front of his bed and left his door open. I realized as I was walking out of his room that Jace was still here. Oh crap. I raced down the hall into the living room.
    “ Jace, I am so sorry, he got sick to his stomach. I shouldn ’ t have been so irresponsible. Maybe we should call it a night, because I know I smell like vomit, ” I said putting my head down to look at my feet. I heard him laugh softly and he grabbed my chin and tilted my head up to meet his eyes.
    “ Gabby, it ’ s not like I

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