When Sparks Fly (Sexy Secrets Book 2) by Nycole S. Bailey Read Free Book Online

sleeps.  Her braids are pulled into a low
ponytail with the loose ends spilling over her shoulder.  My fingers twitch,
wanting to wrap her hair around my fist as I kiss her.  She has her injured arm
cradled to her chest and for a moment, something in my chest clenches.  I hate
to think what could have happened if I had not come over tonight.
    I get out of my truck and cross around to open her door.  I
would carry her in the house without waking her, but I have no idea where her
keys are, so I wake her by gently calling her name and stroking her cheek with
my finger.
    It takes a moment or two, but she wakes.  Her eyes are a bit
bleary as she looks at me. 
    “Hey,” she says.  Her voice is sleepy and slurry at the same
time. 
     “Hey Baby Girl,” I say, still stroking her cheek with my
finger.  “We are back at your house.  Where are your house keys?”
    She points to the small purse at her feet.  It is then I
remember the lecture of my mother to never look through a woman’s purse.  I
mentally roll my eyes and open her purse, quickly finding her keys attached to
an Avenger’s key ring.
    I scoop her into my arms and not less than five minutes
later, I have managed to open her front door, fend off a yappy dog and deposit
her onto what I assume is her bed in a bedroom that looks like her.  Three
walls are pale blue and the wall behind her bed is painted with some kind of
iridescent paint that shimmers in the overhead light.  
    I watch Olivia as she kicks off her shoes before she turns
on her side and curls into herself.  I wonder if I should help her change
clothes.  For the first time, I realize what she is wearing – or more accurately,
her lack of clothing.  She is wearing a pair of shorts that barely cover her
ass and my zip-up hoodie that I covered her with earlier.  I can’t even
remember what she has on under my hoodie.  I sit on the edge of the bed behind
her, rubbing her back.
    “Do you want to change clothes Baby Girl?”
    She turns her head and looks up at me with sleepy eyes and a
slight smile on her lips. 
    “Isaac?”
    “Yeah,” I respond as I cup her chin and run a thumb under
her eye.  She looks so sleepy – and beautiful.
    “I like it when you call me Baby Girl.”
    A chuckle escapes me as I smile down at her.
    “Yeah?  Good because I like calling you Baby Girl.”
    She sits up slowly and non-too-gracefully, she unzips the
hoodie before peeling it off.  I see that she has an oversized t-shirt
underneath.  I help her maneuver until she is under the covers, laying on her
back and staring up at me with those big brown eyes. 
    “Do you need anything?” 
    Her pretty butterscotch complexion blushes.  It is then I
know - she wants something but is afraid to ask. 
    “You know you can ask me anything.  No need to be shy.”
    She looks adorable and sexy at the same time as her blush
deepens and she averts her face from me.  I am not having any of that.  I cup
her chin again and gently turn her face back towards me.  She immediately
scrunches her eyes tight and blurts out, “Will you stay with me tonight?”
    Little does she know that I had no intentions of leaving her
house tonight.  I have fallen quick and hard for this girl.  Fourteen damn
hours and I already know I will do anything for her.
    “I can stay,” I say softly.  She slowly opens her eyes.   I
give her a smile that I hope is reassuring.  “My gym bag is in my truck; I keep
spare clothes in it.  Let me go get that and I will be right back.  Can I use
your shower?”
    She nods her head, her body seeming to relax now that she
knows I am staying.  I lean over and kiss her forehead before leaving the bed. 
I turn on the lamp on the nightstand before I make my way out her bedroom,
turning off the overhead light as I go.  Her ball of fur – Chewy – seems to be
waiting for me as I enter her living room/den area. 
    I wonder if he needs to be walked so he can do his
business.
     I look around for a