Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
I nod, not trusting myself to speak for a second. So, I was right. Viktor is into me. And I didn’t do or say anything to change that.
“Have a good weekend, Amelia.” Viktor smiles as he stands up. “I’ll leave you in peace now, I just didn’t want to leave things awkward between us.”
I walk him to the door. “Thanks, Viktor. For explaining, I mean,” I say as he steps out.
He glances back, nods, and gives me a strangely lost smile.
Then I run to the window and watch him get into his car and drive away. It’s only then I realize I didn’t ask him why he can’t be with me with or any other woman. Maybe he doesn’t want to commit because of work, or maybe he’s still suffering from a broken heart. That can’t be true because of the way he kissed me last night. Like a starving man.
Still, I don’t suppose it matters.
He seemed like his mind was pretty well made up. I’m just going to have to forget the kiss ever happened.
It’s not going to be easy, but I do feel a little better now that I know it wasn’t personal. Viktor hasn’t rejected me because I’m poor. And it gives me hope that whatever his reason for not being able to be with me is, that maybe he will find a way around it.
It’s been almost a week since Viktor told me he does find me attractive, but he can’t be with me or anyone else. I wish I could say I’ve gotten used to the idea, but I haven’t. I know it was only one kiss, but it was a kiss I can’t forget. It haunts me day and night. I even dream of it. It was a kiss like nothing I’d ever felt before so as much as I try to put Viktor or that kiss out of my head, I just can’t do it.
My whole body is freaking calling for him. I need him to kiss me again.
And not just to kiss me either. I need more. I need him to make love to me, to make my whole body feel as good as my mouth felt when he plundered it. But I can’t have him, and I think knowing that only serves to make me want him even more.
I haven’t seen Viktor since he came over to my apartment and told me nothing can happen between us. It’s most likely his plan never to be around me again. Or maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s just a coincidence, because although he said he was attracted to me, I can’t imagine a world where I have as much of an effect on him as he has on me. I really can’t see Viktor planning his life around where I happen to be on any given day.
Yeah, it has to just be a coincidence.
With that thought in my mind, I’m not overly surprised to learn that Viktor is holding a client meeting at his house on the day I’m scheduled to clean there. Viktor and the client are having their meeting in the large breakfast room, and I’ve been given instructions not to disturb them, but to carry on with cleaning the rest of the house.
I’m almost finished cleaning when I look out of the French windows and see Viktor out by the pool. He’s lying on a sun lounger, wearing a pair of swimming shorts. I feel my heart start to beat faster as I look at him. To my horror my pussy gets wet from just watching that gorgeously toned body.
God, how I want him. I want that man like I’ve never wanted anyone before.
It’s like a physical ache inside of me, one that I already know I won’t be able to get rid of unless Viktor comes around and replaces that empty ache with his mouth. Even then, I think the ache will hang around until we go further, until Viktor is filling me up in every way a man can fill a woman up. My thoughts are doing nothing to stop the tingling between my legs.
Viktor looks up and catches me watching him. I freeze for a moment. Fuck. He wasn’t meant to see me standing here spying on him like some kind of fucking creeper. What do I do now? How do I explain this in a way that doesn’t make me sound like a desperate, lovesick idiot? I come up with a quick plan and push the door open.
“Hi,” I call, giving Viktor a little wave. “I’m almost done in here and I just wondered if you wanted any refreshments brought out before I leave?”
“That would be great if you don’t mind,” Viktor shouts back. “I’d just about kill for a cold beer right now.”
“Coming right up,” I say with an exaggerated cheery smile.