Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Okay,” I say with a laugh. “Please explain that to me like I’m five years old.”
He looks at me and smiles. The sight of his smile makes my heart skip a beat. A flutter of warmth ripples through me. I’m already wondering how I can tease more smiles out of him.
“A moment in time is like a piece of chewing gum,” he says as he stops cleaning and looks at me with those gorgeous light gray eyes. “It can be stretched out infinitely long or compressed back together. The same piece of gum, the same moment, but completely different depending on how you handle it. Make sense?”
“Not really,” I say with a laugh. The coffeemaker dings. “Maybe it will after my coffee.”
I get up and grab two cups from the counter as he fills the sink with soap and water. He starts scrubbing the pans as I yawn while pouring the cups.
“I’m tired,” I say as my eyes water. “Did you sleep well?”
“I don’t sleep,” he says as I add some milk. I hand him the cup, but he doesn’t take it. “I don’t eat or drink either.”
“That’s a shame,” I say as I grab the warm Pop-Tarts out of the toaster. He watches me as I bite into one. “Then I guess these are both for me.”
He grins as he watches me annihilate one and then the other.
“It’s satisfying enough to watch you eat,” he says with his eyes sparkling.
Hmmm, that’s funny because it’s satisfying to watch him watching me. I could stare at that perfectly rounded chest and those chiseled abs all freaking day.
You’re staring too long, Anna. Way too long.
I force my eyes away and spot his scythe leaning on the side of my fridge. The blade is right beside the picture of my niece’s smiling head. It’s a perfect metaphor for us. We both come from different worlds. Literally. I come from the regular world and he comes from the undead world.
There’s going to be a learning curve here, but I hope we can make it work. Somehow.
“So…” I say as I sip on my coffee. “Do you have to collect dead souls today, or can you hang out?”
Well, that’s the weirdest sentence I’ve ever said.
His back tightens as he washes the dishes. “I… have a day off.”
“They have days off in the underworld?” I ask with my curiosity piquing. “Do they have coffee breaks too? And medical insurance? Is there an HR department and reserved parking?”
“It’s not like that,” he says with a bit of a tight edge to his voice. “It’s just… today.”
“Oh,” I say as I warm my hands around the hot mug. “I guess we’re going to have to make today count then. What should we do?”
He turns and levels me with a seductive look in his eyes. My body reacts immediately, filling with heat and hunger. I’m right back to where I was last night, wanting him with an urgency that surprises me (and maybe scares me a little too).
He must sense my arousal in the air because he drops the pot into the bubbly water, wipes his hands and arms on the towel, and comes to me.
I swallow hard as he steps between my legs, takes my chin in his strong hand, tilts my head back, and kisses me like it’s his last day on earth.
My head is all fuzzy and whirly when he pulls away. This man is incredible. He’s still gripping my chin and holding my gaze on him as he stares down at me with enough sexual intensity to melt my aching body.
“Sorry about the coffee breath,” I say with a gulp.
He doesn’t break eye contact. “You taste delicious, my sweet soul.”
I love it when he calls me that. It makes me feel like my soul was made for him.
He leans in close to my ear and nibbles on my earlobe, giving me shivers all over. “I want to be deep inside you. I want to feel your warm wet pussy wrapped around my hard cock. That’s what we should do today. That’s what we should do right now.”
I hop off the stool and look around with my hands on my hips. “So… in the bedroom, or here?”
He growls as his eyes turn ravenous. I gulp as I step back, knowing I’m in for another wild ride with Mr. Grim Reaper.
He steps forward with every step I take back. Our eyes are locked and neither of us looks away as my butt bumps into the table. He closes the distance and kisses me hard.
I moan into his mouth as he picks me up and places my ass on the table. We’re sliding tongues and I don’t care about my coffee breath at all anymore as I wrap my legs around his big hard body and hold him close.