“I do work in a bookstore. I read and I have a television.”
“Sounds more like you were doing research. Tell me, you ever think about me tying you up?” He grinned and reached over and ran his hand over her stomach.
Michelle closed her eyes and whispered, “Maybe once or twice.”
His hand continued caressing her stomach and rested on her hip. “You have such smooth, beautiful skin.”
“Thank you.” She coughed. “So if I want to stop, we’ll use the word…”
“Tyler,” he replied.
“OK.” She bit her lip. “But if I want more, we’ll used the word…”
“Tyler.” He repeated his name and winked at her.
Michelle giggled. “So your name is synonymous with pleasure and pain?”
Tyler’s hand drifted down to small patch of hair between her legs and he began to massage her there. “I assure you, you won’t be able to tell the difference.”
* * *
Tyler felt great when the alert on his cell phone woke him the next morning. Christmas Eve. Their time had flown by and he was sorry to see it end. It was time to get back to real life and there were things he needed to do. Where did they go from here?
He could stay and find out or high tail it out of there. After watching her deep, even breathing for a few minutes, Tyler reluctantly crept out of the bedroom with his duffle bag. He put it down on the couch and turned up the volume on the television. The weather man said it was going to be in the forties today with a high chance of snow in the evening. It was time to go before the weather got too bad. He slipped on his coat and headed outside.
He was half way past the garage when he heard her scream.
“Tyler!”
He turned and ran back to the house to find Michelle outside wearing her coat over her pajamas and her snow boots.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I thought you’d left.” She panted cold puffs into the air.
“Do you think I’d leave you here all alone? It’s cold, let’s go back inside.” He took her arm and tried to lead her into the house but she pulled away.
“No. You’ve bolted before. It’s only a matter of time before you do it again.”
“I know I’ve done that in the past. A lot. But I just came out to get more firewood.” He pointed to the pile of wood he’d dropped high-tailing it back to the house.
“I saw your bag on the couch.” She breathed.
“I was looking for something.”
“You are such a liar! We were making some progress and now you’re trying to sneak out again? What an immature jerk!”
He shook his head. “If I’m all those things, why do you bother?”
“Maybe I was just looking for a good time.” She pulled her hat out of her pocket and put it on.
“Newsflash, Michelle. You don’t kidnap someone to have a no-strings weekend with them. What do you want?” He came closer to her.
Michelle looked at him for a while then finally said, “I want to go home. This was a huge mistake.”
“You know what I think? I think you’re scared to do what you came here to do. You’re scared to ask the questions you said you were going to ask me on the first day, or maybe you’re scared to hear the answers.”
“I don’t know why I thought I could ever get you to care about me. It’s stupid. You can’t force someone to care about you, let alone love you. Maybe I’ve been living in the shadow of Seth and Morgan’s romance, thinking something wonderful like that could happen to me too. And maybe you just happen to be the man that crossed my path as I was having that thought.” She shook her head.
“I did come to Philly the last time I said I’d take you out, but I didn’t come into the bookstore. Instead, I stood across the street like a leering lunatic all afternoon.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You were wearing a yellow blouse with deep scoop neck that shows off the necklace you said your mother bought you for your sixteenth birthday. You had your hair up in a bun but a lock of your hair kept
“Sounds more like you were doing research. Tell me, you ever think about me tying you up?” He grinned and reached over and ran his hand over her stomach.
Michelle closed her eyes and whispered, “Maybe once or twice.”
His hand continued caressing her stomach and rested on her hip. “You have such smooth, beautiful skin.”
“Thank you.” She coughed. “So if I want to stop, we’ll use the word…”
“Tyler,” he replied.
“OK.” She bit her lip. “But if I want more, we’ll used the word…”
“Tyler.” He repeated his name and winked at her.
Michelle giggled. “So your name is synonymous with pleasure and pain?”
Tyler’s hand drifted down to small patch of hair between her legs and he began to massage her there. “I assure you, you won’t be able to tell the difference.”
* * *
Tyler felt great when the alert on his cell phone woke him the next morning. Christmas Eve. Their time had flown by and he was sorry to see it end. It was time to get back to real life and there were things he needed to do. Where did they go from here?
He could stay and find out or high tail it out of there. After watching her deep, even breathing for a few minutes, Tyler reluctantly crept out of the bedroom with his duffle bag. He put it down on the couch and turned up the volume on the television. The weather man said it was going to be in the forties today with a high chance of snow in the evening. It was time to go before the weather got too bad. He slipped on his coat and headed outside.
He was half way past the garage when he heard her scream.
“Tyler!”
He turned and ran back to the house to find Michelle outside wearing her coat over her pajamas and her snow boots.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I thought you’d left.” She panted cold puffs into the air.
“Do you think I’d leave you here all alone? It’s cold, let’s go back inside.” He took her arm and tried to lead her into the house but she pulled away.
“No. You’ve bolted before. It’s only a matter of time before you do it again.”
“I know I’ve done that in the past. A lot. But I just came out to get more firewood.” He pointed to the pile of wood he’d dropped high-tailing it back to the house.
“I saw your bag on the couch.” She breathed.
“I was looking for something.”
“You are such a liar! We were making some progress and now you’re trying to sneak out again? What an immature jerk!”
He shook his head. “If I’m all those things, why do you bother?”
“Maybe I was just looking for a good time.” She pulled her hat out of her pocket and put it on.
“Newsflash, Michelle. You don’t kidnap someone to have a no-strings weekend with them. What do you want?” He came closer to her.
Michelle looked at him for a while then finally said, “I want to go home. This was a huge mistake.”
“You know what I think? I think you’re scared to do what you came here to do. You’re scared to ask the questions you said you were going to ask me on the first day, or maybe you’re scared to hear the answers.”
“I don’t know why I thought I could ever get you to care about me. It’s stupid. You can’t force someone to care about you, let alone love you. Maybe I’ve been living in the shadow of Seth and Morgan’s romance, thinking something wonderful like that could happen to me too. And maybe you just happen to be the man that crossed my path as I was having that thought.” She shook her head.
“I did come to Philly the last time I said I’d take you out, but I didn’t come into the bookstore. Instead, I stood across the street like a leering lunatic all afternoon.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You were wearing a yellow blouse with deep scoop neck that shows off the necklace you said your mother bought you for your sixteenth birthday. You had your hair up in a bun but a lock of your hair kept
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