Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“Grant, maybe this isn’t the best idea.”
“What? Of course, it is. I’ll be there at nine,” I say again.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Doing what?”
“Taking me out.”
“Because you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on, and I want to get to know you better. I want to spend time with you.” Her sharp intake of breath tells me that she’s surprised by my answer. “I’ll be there at nine. Sweet dreams, baby,” I whisper before ending the call. I’m not giving her a chance to try and back out. She gave me her word, and I know she’ll be ready when I get there in the morning. Glancing at the time on my phone, I see it’s just before nine. I have twelve hours before I get to see her. That’s more than enough time to change the course of our day.
She wants the real me, that’s what she’s going to get.
I’m early, half an hour early, but I can’t seem to help it. I’m eager to see her and get this day started. I changed our plans last night, and I hope that the change is a good one. I had originally planned on taking her to breakfast, then a museum downtown, but something tells me Aurora isn’t really a museum kind of girl. I’m not a museum kind of guy. I was trying to impress her, and that was my mistake. Luckily for me, our phone call last night pushed some clarity into my mind, and I was able to get online and change our plans.
Climbing out of my SUV, I make my way to the back entrance of the bakery. There’s a buzzer just like Aspen assured me there would be. I press it and wait.
“Hello?”
“It’s Grant,” I tell the staticky voice. I can’t tell which sister it is, but the lock releases, and I’m quick to pull open the door. The frigid January air is starting to make my teeth chatter.
“Come on up!” a voice calls from the top of a set of stairs.
Not wasting any time, I take them two at a time. “Morning,” I greet Aspen.
“Good morning. She’s almost ready.” She steps back, allowing me to enter their apartment.
“Nice setup,” I say, my eyes scanning the small living room and kitchen area.
“Thanks. We got lucky that this apartment was fully renovated when Aurora found the building. We only had to focus on the bakery, and the commute to work is nice.” She grins.
“Definitely a perk,” I agree. Movement from the corner of my eye catches my attention, and I turn to see Aurora. Her long brown hair is down for once and is falling over her shoulders in loose curls. She’s wearing a pair of jeans that mold to her curves, a long sweater covering her ass, which is a damn shame. She’s wearing a pair of black fuzzy boots with a flat heel. She’s a fucking vision.
“Is this okay?” she asks cautiously. I can hear the concern in her voice.
I open my mouth to speak, but the words are locked and won’t come. Instead, I move one foot in front of the other until I’m standing in front of her. Bending, I press my lips to her cheek and breathe her in. She’s not working today, but she still smells sugary sweet. “You’re perfect,” I whisper in her ear, finding my voice.
“Maybe I should change.” She takes a step back, but not far enough. Reaching out, I snake my arm around her waist, pulling her close.
“No. You’re dressed perfectly for where we’re going.”
“Where are we going?” She tilts her head to look up at me, and her hazel eyes are both guarded and showing hints of excitement.
“Our first stop is breakfast. I hope you’re hungry.”
“She was too nervous to eat,” Aspen answers helpfully.
“It’s just me,” I say, pressing my lips to her temple. She sucks in a breath, surprised by the gesture. “Aspen, I’ll take good care of her.”
“Be good, kids. Have her home before midnight, or don’t….” Aspen laughs, letting her voice trail off.
“We’ll keep you posted. Did you pack a bag?” I ask Aurora.
“I told you I’m not spending the night with you.”
“Okay, baby. But you might want to change,” I start to explain. “That’s fine. We can come back here for you to change if you want to.” She bites down on her bottom lip, showing me her uncertainty. “Trust me.” My tone is gentle as I will her to give me her trust.
“You kids better get moving.” Aspen claps her hands.
“I’ll take care of her,” I tell Aspen with a wink.
“Oh, you better.” She gives me a sassy grin, and I know she’s not talking about me bringing her sister home safely. My cock twitches behind the zipper of my jeans at the thought of “taking care” of Aurora like that.