Serial Novel: Falling in Public, Ch. 5
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Falling in Public
Chapter 5
Eddie shut the door behind Holly and grinned. "Sorry about sending you out there alone," he said, hoping she wasn't too traumatized. If she was, he'd make sure she got home okay, but aside from a very cute red hue to her cheeks, she didn't look too much worse for the wear. "I tend to forget that our sort of hedonistic lifestyle isn't the norm."
She shrugged, a shy smile teasing her lips. "It's okay. I was just a little shocked, is all. Where I'm from, people still lean toward the conservative end of the sexual spectrum."
"Where do you come from, if you don't mind my asking?" He took her hand, relief when her fingers curled around his mixing with a healthy dose of desire as he tugged her toward the kitchen. That would be a nice, safe, non-suggestive room to start with, he figured. And a glass of ice water wouldn't hurt at this point either.
She didn't answer right away, and he looked back with concern. Then he grinned at the look on her face as she looked around the room. "I guess it is sort of impressive the first time, isn't it?"
Her eyes flew to his face and her hand slipped from his as she burst out laughing, her arms wrapped around her middle. Amused, he waited until the reason finally hit him. Crossing his arms and leaning against a wide marble counter, he chuckled with her as she regained control.
"I do believe you have a dirty mind, Holly..." he said, shaking his finger in jest.
"Saunders," she supplied with a sheepish grin. "And yes, I'd say it's very impressive." Her tone was still light, but the way she looked at him sent excitement spiraling under his skin. Oh yeah. An image of her riding him naked under the mirrors over his bed sent a chill up his spine, and he deliberately pushed away from the counter and went around the other side, taking two glasses out of the cupboard. Easy there, boy. She's not one of those brainless groupies...
"Water? Wine? Soda?" he said, setting the glasses on the counter with a wink. No sense in letting her off the hook, even if he was backing off. For now.
She braced both forearms on the counter, the position giving him a good peek down the front of her shirt. Yum.
"Water please," she said, well aware of his view, if that smirk was any indication.
"Coming right up." He turned away, fascinated by her innocent yet flirtatious nature. Filling both glasses, he handed one to her, and watched as she took a dainty sip. "So what else would you like to see? We have pretty much everything available right here - a theater, gym, studio..."
Her eyes lit up at the last one. "I'd love to see the studio," she said, taking a slightly larger sip before placing her glass on the counter. Then her eyes got big and she snatched it back up. "Sorry," she said, rubbing the condensation off the countertop. "I can put this in the sink."
Eddie laughed. "Here, I'll do it." He rinsed the glasses and left them for the housekeeper, then took Holly's hand again. "Come with me - the studio is upstairs." Just down the hall from the bedroom...
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Ch.1|Ch. 2|Ch. 3
Falling in Public
Chapter 5
Eddie shut the door behind Holly and grinned. "Sorry about sending you out there alone," he said, hoping she wasn't too traumatized. If she was, he'd make sure she got home okay, but aside from a very cute red hue to her cheeks, she didn't look too much worse for the wear. "I tend to forget that our sort of hedonistic lifestyle isn't the norm."
She shrugged, a shy smile teasing her lips. "It's okay. I was just a little shocked, is all. Where I'm from, people still lean toward the conservative end of the sexual spectrum."
"Where do you come from, if you don't mind my asking?" He took her hand, relief when her fingers curled around his mixing with a healthy dose of desire as he tugged her toward the kitchen. That would be a nice, safe, non-suggestive room to start with, he figured. And a glass of ice water wouldn't hurt at this point either.
She didn't answer right away, and he looked back with concern. Then he grinned at the look on her face as she looked around the room. "I guess it is sort of impressive the first time, isn't it?"
Her eyes flew to his face and her hand slipped from his as she burst out laughing, her arms wrapped around her middle. Amused, he waited until the reason finally hit him. Crossing his arms and leaning against a wide marble counter, he chuckled with her as she regained control.
"I do believe you have a dirty mind, Holly..." he said, shaking his finger in jest.
"Saunders," she supplied with a sheepish grin. "And yes, I'd say it's very impressive." Her tone was still light, but the way she looked at him sent excitement spiraling under his skin. Oh yeah. An image of her riding him naked under the mirrors over his bed sent a chill up his spine, and he deliberately pushed away from the counter and went around the other side, taking two glasses out of the cupboard. Easy there, boy. She's not one of those brainless groupies...
"Water? Wine? Soda?" he said, setting the glasses on the counter with a wink. No sense in letting her off the hook, even if he was backing off. For now.
She braced both forearms on the counter, the position giving him a good peek down the front of her shirt. Yum.
"Water please," she said, well aware of his view, if that smirk was any indication.
"Coming right up." He turned away, fascinated by her innocent yet flirtatious nature. Filling both glasses, he handed one to her, and watched as she took a dainty sip. "So what else would you like to see? We have pretty much everything available right here - a theater, gym, studio..."
Her eyes lit up at the last one. "I'd love to see the studio," she said, taking a slightly larger sip before placing her glass on the counter. Then her eyes got big and she snatched it back up. "Sorry," she said, rubbing the condensation off the countertop. "I can put this in the sink."
Eddie laughed. "Here, I'll do it." He rinsed the glasses and left them for the housekeeper, then took Holly's hand again. "Come with me - the studio is upstairs." Just down the hall from the bedroom...
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