Page 41 of Second Chances

“You won’t get too tired of seeing me? That’ll be three days in a row.”

“I think I can handle it.” She smiled as she replied.

“Then it’s a date. Still not sure about the yoga, but if it means I get to see you in one of those sexy tight outfits, then I’m game.”

She laughed and started typing. “Are you really taking a bath?”

“Yeah, I find it helps with sore muscles. A little Epsom salt and I’m good to go.”

“We sell some bath salts you can add to the water that will help as well.”

“Always the salesperson. You’ll have to show me what I’m missing. Is Simona asleep?” he asked.

“Yeah, out like a light. Playing with her friends usually knocks her out quickly.”

“I have to admit, I’m pretty tired myself. I had fun today. I’m sorry if you were upset.”

“Did you hear anything back on that?” she asked.

“Not yet. I’ll let you know the moment I do. Ethan seems to think it makes sense, though.”

She closed her eyes and imagined the last time they were alone.

“I wish we had more time alone,” she typed. She deleted it then typed it again and hit send.

“Me too. We’re alone now. I wish I could run my hands over your wet body. I bet you smell amazing, sexy, and you’re all soft and relaxed.”

“I wish that too. I rather enjoy seeing you without a shirt on,” she admitted.

“Those sexy bra and panties you wore in the hot tub are forever branded in my mind. Did you know that, when they were wet, they were see-through?”

She smiled. “I knew.”

“My god,” he replied. Then he sent another message, “I’m imagining running my hands over you.”

She slowly ran her free hand over her body and closed her eyes, imagining it was Todd.

She jumped slightly when her phone rang. Seeing his number, she smiled and answered the call.

“There, now I can at least hear you,” he said, and she heard water splashing around him.

She put her phone up to her ear and smiled as he talked to her, telling her everything he’d like to do to her as she followed along with her own hands.

She couldn’t stop herself from moaning his name when she felt her release flood through her. She smiled when she heard his release and her name on his lips.

“I wish I could kiss you good night,” he said.

“Me too.”

“Sleep tight. Dream of me.”

“I will. We’ll see you tomorrow.” She smiled.

“I’ll pick the both of you up around eleven,” he said before hanging up.

When she crawled into bed, she was so relaxed and tired that she didn’t hear her phone chime with a new message.

Her morning started out with her daughter standing over her bed, puking.