Page 11 of Lie with Me
“Why didn’t you just ask me?”
She shrugs. “We were keeping it light. I figured it had something to do with the military. I just didn’t know it was anything as cool as jumping out of airplanes.”
“That part was definitely cool.” I pull Tara closer and get comfortable.
“Tired, old man?” she teases.
“Tara,” I chastise her. It would be funny if it weren’t actually true. But I have ten years on her, and it’s never easy to forget that. Unless we’re fucking. I seem to forget everything while we’re fucking.
“Still sensitive about the age thing?”
“Yes.” I close my eyes and smirk.
“I don’t think it’s a big deal. You act like you’re twelve most of the time anyway.”
“Oh, really?” I laugh. “I didn’t realize we spent enoughtime together for you to assess that.”
“I’m intuitive,” she muses.
“Maybe. But I’m not the only one who has an issue with age. Kayne and your father do, too.”
“Yeah, them,” she says passively. “They don’t scare me.”
“Good to know you have no fear. I, on the other hand, have a pair of balls they would love to cut off just for looking at you.”
“Sucks to be you,” she says mockingly.
“I’m glad you take the well-being of my balls so seriously.”
“Of course, I do.” Tara reaches down and cups them. “I would miss sucking on them if they were gone.” She squeezes.
“Mmm,” I jerk. “Careful little girl, or you’ll be sucking on them sooner than you think.”
“Is that a threat?”
“Most definitely.”
“TARA?” I FEEL CJ NUDGEme. “Tara, wake up,” he hums in my ear. I crack my eyes open to his gorgeous face and warm brown eyes. He may be ten years older than I am, but he’s still just as attractive as any twenty-year-old guy I know. “I ordered breakfast. Are you hungry?” He nods at a hotel cart. On it is a room service plate covered by a silver tin.
“I am now that you woke me up.”
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t watch you sleep anymore.” His voice is heavy with desire.
“What time is it?” I rub my eyes and try to sit up.
“Eleven.” He urges me back down. “Don’t get up. I like seeing you in my bed.”
I like being in your bed.
CJ sits on the edge of the mattress and pulls the sheets away from my body. “One night wasn’t enough, Tara.” He caresses my bare stomach. I slept with no clothes on, so I am completely naked. “I have a proposition for you.”
“Proposition?” I crease my eyebrows, and he touches the little dimple between them.
“Yes. I want to steal you away the rest of the weekend. I want you all to myself.”
“Steal how? Like tie me to the bed?”
“That could be one option.” He leers at me.
