Page 22 of A Very Grumpy Veterinarian
He swallows hard, sweat beading on his upper lip.“Yeah?”
I bite back a grin.“Uh-huh.Actually, just today I was wondering what you would think of me in these pants.”
“Pearl,” he pleads.
“If you would be able to control yourself when you saw me in them,” I continue.
“Do you want me to fuck you?Because, trust me, I’ll pull over right now and fuck you on the hood of my car if that’s what you want.”
“For my first time?”I ask, pretending to be outraged when my whole body clenches at the image.
I want to watch Wells lose control when he takes me.I want him to be so desperate for me that it doesn’t matter where we are or who’s around.I want him to be delirious for me, so in love with me that his family will think I performed witchcraft on him.
“You’re killing me, Angel.”
“Should I stop?”I ask innocently.
“No, never.”
He reaches over, threading our fingers together, and I smile as he hits the gas, speeding down the back roads to his place.
“I didn’t know you could cook,” I comment as he turns onto another street.
“A bit.Nothing fancy,” he admits.“What about you?Do you like to cook?”
“I used to.Lately, I’ve been so tired that it’s been more like a chore.Sometimes, I meal prep on Sundays, which makes it easier.I enjoy it more when I’m not rushing around.”
“Yeah, I can see that.The last thing you want after working all day is more work.”
He turns into a driveway, and I stare out the window at the beautiful two-story house nestled in the middle of the forest.A gorgeous view of the mountains of Wolf Valley opens up behind the house.
“Whoa,” I breathe.
Wells squeezes my hand.“Welcome home.”
I give him a wry look.“Wells?—”
“You want me to be honest with you, right?”
“Of course.”
“I bought this house with you in mind.I looked at other places, and none of them were right.This was it.I could see us living here, being happy here, falling in love here.”
I look at the house, and I can see it.I already love this place, and I haven’t even been inside yet.I could never afford a place like this, but if money weren’t an issue, I’d love to live in a home like this.
“Do I get the grand tour?”I ask as he parks.
“You get anything that you want, Pearl.”
He climbs out of the car.When I reach for the door handle, he leans back in and grabs it.
“Sit tight.I’ll get your door.”
He shuts his door and rounds the hood to open mine for me.Reaching in, he offers me his hand.I slip my palm against his, letting him help me out of the car.
Wells doesn’t release my hand as we walk up to the house.He unlocks the front door and ushers me in ahead of him.
“Did you just move in?”I ask as I look around the sparsely furnished living room.
