I look into her concerned blue eyes and take a deep breath. “I don’t know if you heard all the commotion, but your elderly neighbor had an emergency today.” My mind is still on overload, and I’m having trouble processing my thoughts.
Paige shrugs and shakes her head. “No, I’m sorry. After working in the house, I put on headphones and sunbathed on my back deck.” She raises her hands in front of her, and I can see the confusion run through her eyes.
After running my hand down the back of my neck, I try to explain, “Mr. Jacobs, your neighbor, uh…” Fuck, this is so damn difficult. “He was in his attic watching you sunbathe, and he masturbated until he went into cardiac arrest.” That came out less than smooth.
As Paige’s eyebrows shoot up, her mouth drops open to form a perfect O. She blinks several times before standing and pacing the room. Paige turns and opens her mouth for a second, and I wait as her eyebrows pull together in a frown, and she shakes her head and stomps off to the kitchen. When I follow her to the kitchen, I find her fighting to open a bottle of wine. I lay a reassuring hand on her arm and take the wine from her.
“Let me help you.” I’m finally getting some control back, and the trembling in my hands has settled down.
After I open the wine, Paige snatches the bottle out of my hand and shocks the hell out of me by drinking it right from the bottle before turning back to me. She throws her hands out to the side, sending wine sloshing from the open bottle. “That dirty old man jacked off until he had a heart attack?” I wince as Paige’s screech echoes around the kitchen.
“That about sums it up.”
Her blue eyes flash a second before she spins and paces the kitchen. “I was completely covered. I mean, look.” Paige stops and pulls her robe open. My eyes almost pop out of my head, and I almost swallow my tongue. I’ve never seen such perfection before in my life, and I fight to stay standing as all the blood in my body flows directly to my dick.
My eyes wander over her lightly tanned skinned and the minuscule turquoise blue bikini that barely covers her ample curves. The outlines of her gorgeous little nipples draw my attention, and I blink several times, trying to pull my focus away. As my mouth waters, I clench my hands in an effort to control the urge to throw her little ass over my shoulder and run. Instead, my mouth runs away before the blood returns to my brain. “Uh, baby, I hate to tell you this, but your body is the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. It’s one step above illegal, so if you could maybe keep that for my eyes alone, I’d appreciate it.”
As a blush covers her face and neck, Paige’s mouth drops open, and then she quickly pulls her robe shut. “Oh my God, I’m losing my mind,” she mumbles to herself.
“Join the club.” I rub the back of my neck and grab the bottle of wine off of the counter and almost take a sip until I realize I’m still on duty. God, I am really losing it. I put the fucking bottle down and look up at the ceiling. “We’re in this together.”
As Paige looks up at me with a raised eyebrow, I shrug and point at the wine bottle. “I can’t drink since I’m on duty. Have a little for me.” I wink, and she smiles before taking the bottle and sipping a little. “Now, since we’re in the crazy together, can I interest you in dinner later in the week when I’m not on duty?”
Paige leans against the counter and thinks for a second, then smiles. “I was planning to try out a new recipe tomorrow night. Are you free to come over for dinner?”
I was hoping to bring her over to my place and pull out all the stops to impress my girl, but I’m willing to take whatever I can get. “That sounds great. Then I’ll return the favor soon.”
We agree on a time, and she walks me to the door. I kiss the tip of her nose on the way out, and I’m so caught up in my Paige fog that I almost forget the China Garden on the way back to the station. This girl has completely taken over my thoughts.
Chapter 2
Trace
It’s the longest fucking evening and night of my life. It’s like every fucker at the firehouse is trying his best to get me to beat his ass. My brother finally realizes I’m barely hanging on and steps in to control the other assholes. I’m standing on the back patio, trying to gather my thoughts when Rory walks out.
“Man, you need to get laid so we can get back to normal. The guys are asking for hazard pay.”
As I’m about to tear into him, it hits me that I’m so twisted in knots by my feelings for Paige, I don’t know what end is up right this minute. Running my hand down my face, I sigh. “Fuck, I know, but she’s the one. I have to take my time with her, and I’m so damn twisted around I don’t know what end is up.”
My brother pats my back sympathetically then heads for the door. He turns before walking through and smiles. “Damn, just kill me before I fall in love. This shit sucks.”
I spend the rest of the night watching a clock that hardly moves and picturing my girl. My cock is iron-hard, but I refuse to rub one out in a firehouse full of men, so I suffer through the torture all night long.
The next morning, I rush home and walk right past Roger on my way to the shower. My cock is screaming at me after a long night of dirty thoughts of Paige. I turn the water on and jump under the cold spray, hoping it will bring my temperature down a few degrees. My dick jumps in my palm as I close my eyes and think about long curly brown hair wrapped around my hand while I’m thrusting into her from behind. I’ll have to make do with my own fist for the time being, and I jerk harder until my legs start shaking and lights flash behind my closed eyelids. My shout fills the shower stall as my cum mixes with the water and runs down the drain. Laying my head against the cold marble, I groan then slide down to the shower floor. I sit there for a while and let my heartbeat return to normal. My dick might be temporarily satisfied, but I’m still far from content. My dad always warned us boys that this shit would happen when we found the right girl. We just thought he was crazy. Now, I’ve learned better, and this shit isn’t funny.
After my shower, I spend the day counting the minutes until six o’clock. I’m like a fucking teenage girl. It takes me two hours to get ready, and I change clothes three fucking times before I decide to wear the first damn outfit I had on my body. Fuck, this girl has me tied in knots. Roger sits on my bed and stares at me like I’m a crazy asshole. At this point, I have to agree with my roommate. I’ve completely lost my mind over this girl. He’s a lucky bastard. After I got his nuts cut off, he doesn’t care if females are attracted to his furry ass or not.
“Take care of the place, Roger. I’ll hopefully be late.” The asshole looks bored and licks his orange paw as I walk out the door. It’s a good thing I love that asshole cat so much, or he wouldn’t have the cushy life he enjoys.
Once I get to Paige’s house, I sit out in my truck and take several deep breaths. Even though I know I need to take things slow with Paige, convincing myself not to throw her over my shoulder and take her home isn’t an easy thing to do. She’s taken over my mind, and I’m not even going to fight it.
After grabbing the wine and flowers I bought on my way home from the station this morning, I jog up to her door and ring the bell. When she opens the door and smiles at me, my heart beats harder in my chest while my dick turns to stone in my pants.