[ 18+ ] Adrianna Lee's whole world had come crashing down, unexpectedly, all around her. Losing all stability in her life, she's questioning what's the next steps to take.
That is, until an adorable seven-year-old comes bouncing into her life-which...
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I opened my eyes, but I wasn't where I last remembered. I sat up quickly, looking around. The last thing I remembered was an amazing dinner, and then an incredible orgasm afterwards.
Daniel.
This is his room. I'm in his bed. I must've passed out before anything else happened. I'm still wearing the same outfit, but just in his bed. Why would he put me here?
I looked at his clock. It's just after midnight, but he's not here. Something, almost like disappointment? Hurt, maybe? Flashed through my chest and made my heart hurt for a moment. Did he...regret what happened earlier? Was I not good enough for him?
Shaking my head, I got out of his bed and walked down the stairs. I quickly brushed my teeth, because my breath was kickin, combed my fingers through my hair, and walked back over to basement door that was slightly open. As I stepped down, I could hear the sounds of punches landing over and over and over again.
When I finally reached the bottom, I saw Daniel. Deja vu setting in big time. Because my mouth practically watered at the sight of a shirtless Daniel, sweat glistening his skin, as he was punching the black, worn out punching bag before him. Relentlessly.
Heat blossomed in the pit of my stomach. His hair was sticking to his forehead, breathing heavy, when he finally noticed me. He stopped, his eyes looking dangerous, wild.
"Go back to bed, Adrianna."
His voice was deep, low, and warning. Every sensible thing was telling me to listen to him, hightail it the heck outta here. But there was a smaller part of me—apparently a more dominate part of me—that defied him. That dared me to stay, instead.
"Go," he said again. "I won't ask again."
I raise a brow. "No—especially since you're not really asking, now are you?" I cross my arms.
His eyes flashed with...something at the challenge, tilted his head as he took me in. "No?"
I lift my chin. "No."
"You may not know this," he gives a dangerously wicked grin. "But people don't normally tell me no."
"Well, I can't ever imagine why."
His grin fades at the intensity of his gaze. I feel the shift in the air. Full of tension, pulling me to him. I almost can't breathe in it.
"What are you doing here, Adrianna?"
I gently pull my bottom lip between my teeth. Everything about Daniel made me feel exposed, vulnerable—in a way I've never felt with Jesse. But in a way where I also felt safe, and I don't know how to express what I felt when I woke up alone.
"I woke up in your bed alone." I fidget with my fingers as I look away from him. "It felt wrong."
I hear a hushed curse leave his mouth with a long exhale. I hear the Velcro of his gloves being taken off, and it all felt like an eternity before he finally said, "Adrianna, look at me."
