Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 21010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
His strength endures. He holds me against that wall, kissing me, hugging me. It's as blissfully wonderful as it was in his bed, and I wish it could last forever.
Reality’s a jerk though, and I can’t spend the next six to eight decades with his cock inside me. At least not in a literal sense, anyway.
We sink down into the water, still relishing every moment of this. It’s some time before we pull ourselves together, but we somehow manage it. My legs are weak, but he’s there to hold me up.
We use the water to clean ourselves a bit. We wash away all the sweat we worked up, washing one another’s backs and everything else.
Surprisingly, that doesn’t end with us fucking again.
I still need to finish washing my hair at home. Nelson obviously doesn’t have my preferred shampoo brand, being the typical man whose shower supplies are just some generic shampoo and liquid soap.
Soon, though, we’re out of the shower and I’m getting dressed. Nelson goes for a shabby gray robe. I’m thinking he has a chub just from being around me, and he doesn’t want to painfully lock it in the prison of his boxer briefs.
He starts to cook some breakfast. Again, typical man stuff. Bacon, eggs, and even a bit of ham.
I sit at his kitchen table, tapping the surface, thinking to myself for a bit before deciding to bring my thoughts to him. “So, what’s next?”
“Hmm?” he says, flashing me a glance before continuing his cooking.
“Like, between us. Something magical happened last night. And this morning. And given you’re now making me breakfast? I don’t think you’re considering this a one-night stand.”
A brief worry enters my head that maybe this is all a setup. Like one of his brothers bet him he couldn’t score a McCormick girl or something crass like that. I silence my thoughts. It’s absurd. If it was just that, he wouldn’t have been so sweet and tender.
“Yeah, no, this can’t be a one-night stand. I see wonderful things between us, Nicole.”
“I do too,” I say, leaning on my hand, watching him dreamily.
“There’s just the fact that your father despises me for the dumbest reason possible. I’m kind of wondering how we’re going to get around that.”
I cross my arms. “My father is going to have to learn that I’m an adult, Nelson. I’m my own person, and with that comes the ability to make my own decisions. If we’re together, he doesn’t have to like it.”
“True, but I’m getting that you still love your father, Nicole. And that you’d prefer if we could bury the hatchet somehow.”
“I would... but if it comes down to it? I’m choosing you over him, Nelson.”
He takes a deep breath. He seems conflicted about that. “I guess I need to talk to him in a way that’s not us hurling insults at one another.”
“That’d probably be a good start.”
“We have the lantern ceremony tonight, right? After you eat breakfast, I’ll drive you home. Let you take a proper shower without me trying to soap your tits. This afternoon I’ll be back for you. And I’ll have a word with your old man.”
He comes over and sits across from me at the table. He takes my hands in his to comfort me. “And then you and I are going to have a nice long chat, Nicole. About how much you mean to me. About how special this is... and about how I want to do a lot more than just take you on a few dates.”
I let out a little laugh. “You already feel that strongly, huh?”
“Are you going to say you don’t?”
I shake my head. “I can’t deny that something about you makes me want more than a fling, Nelson. I’m not willing to spite my father for just any guy.”
“I’m glad I’m worth rebelling against your parents then.” He laughs. “For now though, let’s eat up. I’ll try to think of the right words to be diplomatic when the time comes, but I don’t want to worry that pretty little head of yours. Worries cause wrinkles, and I want you to stay as shiningly beautiful as you are now.”
Such a sweetheart.
I wonder what he means when he says wants more than a few dates.
I know I want more.
But how much more?
From a man I’ve only known for a few days?
Maybe that’s how you know you’ve found the one. When you want things that are obviously insane but they seem like the most natural thing in the world.
I have faith in Nelson though.
I have faith that this would all work out in the end.
7
NELSON
I am not usually this nervous when dealing with difficult situations.
I’m sitting in the driveway of the McCormick mansion, taking deep breaths, pumping my fist, just trying to psyche myself up.
Usually? I give no shits. I’d burst in somewhere, do what needs to be done, and take off, never giving it a second thought.