Page 14 of The Heart You Kept

Hot.

Why did I blow up like that? Maybe I overreacted…not maybe, probably.

Ugh….

To be fair, I don’t think I would have survived having sex with that god anyway.

Probably a good thing he’s gone.

I walk out to the balcony and put my hand into the water of the spa bath, it’s hot and inviting.

I look left and I look right, screw it, nobody’s here. I drop my robe, peel off my underwear and get in. I sink back into the water and rest my head on the side.

“Hmm.” The hot water tickles my senses and I smile.

For a long time I soak but the more relaxed I get, the more I see him.

“Look me in the eye and take your fucking clothes off.”

Arousal beats through my bloodstream at the way he was looking at me while I was undressing.

“Eyes on me.”

I get a vision of him sitting there with his hand on his cock.

What I wouldn’t have given to have just one night with a man like him.

Not in the way he wanted me though…. Just in the way that I wanted him.

Although something tells me that Mr. Doe’s version of vanilla wouldn’t be anywhere close to mine.

Deflated, I drop my head back against the side of the tub and close my eyes.

Oh well, it is what it is. Sorry, Misty, I tried.

All waxed up and nowhere to go.

“Room for one more?”

The voice startles me and I jump, Mr. Doe is standing beside the spa.

“I thought you left?”

“I did.”

“And?”

“I came back.”

“Why?”

“We have unfinished business.”

I stare at him.

“Can I get in or not?” he says impatiently.

“I have a giant handprint on my ass, I want to hear an apology.”