il

k in my appearance. He was sitting at the glass dining table, a phone in his hand, looking handsome as usual. H

gled and leaned down to kiss his lips, caressing his jaw. He tr

e protested, h

he table,” I cooed. “I don’t

fucking manager, I

te won’t get your p

oint. Then he grinned. “You’re real

lue eyes lovingly. Then his gaze slid down to my fingers in his palm. His s

started

ing serious as he gazed back up at me. He loo

t I could not say I really love him back. Like, crazy-in-love type shit I saw in movies. I cared a lot for him, I cherished him, he was the most important man in

his face as I turned and walked towards the kitchen. I reached t

grinned. With that, I s

cious aromas filled the air and I inhaled, impressed as always. Sara's hair was rolled into her u

red on her face. “Good morning, Miss Waters. How was your night? I saw Mr. Giles earlier, he’s lookin

my fa

nce that I could come to her if I needed advice about anything at all. But at the

Sara.” I smiled, walking

ust go relax at the table and I’l

leaving. I made sure her job was so flexible that she could come over, do what she had to do, and leave immediately so we don’t have to b

d I hadn’t seen Adonis this morning. I pau

ar

me, smiling, her

felt guilty just asking about him. I should relax. I have no reason to feel guilty.

was

r scrutiny. “Upstairs maybe? Or in his Jeep

g young man? Oh, Miss Waters. That man is a work of art, I tell you. He’s really Mr. Giles

ing, eyes wide. I stared

off, probably reminiscing the sight of Adonis eating apples. “And he was teasing Cha

And wait, Chase the poor dog? What has Adonis

ears out with holy oil. But it was okay again when he smiled

. Even his full

at big, hard hand of his

ar

said with such a bedroom t

ar

ung lady but he made me blu

e. I had never seen Sara act l

ry I got carried away.” Then she quietly turned around and busied

oc on women already. The worst part is that he didn’t seem to really care about

hat walking sex called Adonis in the kitchen in the early h

a glass bowl of scrambled eggs and walked towards the

the bowl down. That was when the front door opened. And Adonis stepped in, sweaty, cl

se stu