Addison (The Mitchell/Healy Family #6)(32)

Without waiting for it to get awkward, I climbed over her and walked proudly to the bathroom. I heard her giggling, which instantly made me smile. It was fun getting to know her intimately. I had a feeling it might get even better.

It was much to my surprise when Addison came following me in the bathroom. My strand of urine was constant in the toilet when I heard the sink being turned on. She eyed me up while beginning to brush her teeth. “See something you like?”

She spit before answering. “Maybe I do.”

I finished up and flushed, making sure to put the seat back down to impress her. At home I never did it. Making my way to where she stood wasn’t hard. I think my dick led the way for the most part. “Is sharing out of the question?” I pointed to the toothbrush.

She spun around and opened a glass medicine cabinet, pulling out an unopened package of them. “What color do you want?”

I raised a brow. “You must do this a lot.” I acted like I was offended, waving my hands around like a lunatic. “And I thought I was special.”

She laughed with me, but waited for me to make a selection. When I did, she smacked me hard on the ass and hustled out of the room.

I found her a few minutes later wearing a long t-shirt. She was crossed legged on the bed flipping through channels on the television. I pulled on a pair of boxers and plopped down beside her. I began kissing the top of her knee as I spoke. “When can I see you again?”

“That depends what time you get off work. I want to go to a meeting tonight. Do you want to come with me?”

This was hard for me. In many ways I didn’t consider myself an addict. I could stop whenever I wanted, though this last time the withdraws kicked me in the ass. Considering I wanted to be with her, to support her in any way I could, I decided to go along. “Are you offering me a ride?”

“Maybe I am.”

We kissed slowly. “Then maybe you can pick me up at four.”

“Maybe I will.”

It didn’t take long for me to begin exploring her with my hands. Quick kisses became paced. My intentions weren’t good, because I knew at some point I would need to ravish her. She was a temple and I wanted to worship her, bathe in her essence, until there was nothing left unknown.

For the life of me I couldn’t back down. I persevered on, using my tongue as an instrument to get my way. She wouldn’t refuse me, not when I made her tremble from a simple embrace.

“I need to get going.” It almost hurt to admit.

Addison reached down and felt my erection. In some ways it shocked me she was being this curious. “Are you sure? It doesn’t seem like you want to.”

“Trust me. I don’t.”

We kissed on the lips, sluggishly, taking our time to sweeten the moment. “Do you want to stay the night again?”

I nodded. “I guess if I have to,” I joked.

“Funny.”

“Seriously. Tonight I want to do something different.”

“What,” she asked.

“It’s a secret.”

After we cleaned up the mess from the night before, including a full bowl of melted ice-cream, Addison drove me to the tattoo shop. I didn’t care that I was dressed in the same clothes since I was one of the only guys working. We don’t notice shit females pay attention to. At least I’d showered.

Saying goodbye was hard. I wanted nothing more than to spend the day basking in the sun with her. I feared she’d somehow change her mind and cancel our plans, on account of how heated it had gotten the night before. I vowed to take it slow, but she was making it extremely complicated to do so.

“I’ll see you later,” I whispered against her lips.

“Okay.”

“We can pick up some steaks and I’ll cook for you.”

“I’ll get them. I’ll see you soon.” Her offer would help us spend more time together alone. I was all right with that happening, and I trusted she knew what a good steak looked like at the market.

“Don’t miss me too much. I wouldn’t want to have to pry you off me later.”

“Keep dreaming,” she teased as she pulled away from the curb, leaving me there to watch her go.



The day started with a few girls who came in to get matching pieces. While I was getting everything set up I heard them talking about me, taking bets on if I was single or not. For the most part I ignored them. I was there to do a job, and then spend time with Addison later. Then I got to thinking about hurting her in the long run. Wouldn’t it be easier to come off as a player in the beginning to keep her safe from misery? I was torn.

The girls were ridiculous, asking me every question under the sun. Each piece took about forty minutes to complete, and when I was finished the last thing I wanted to do was mess up a good thing with Addison, not yet at least. One chick handed me her number. “I’m seeing someone.”

“Is it serious?”

Was it? After a week was it serious enough to where I was off the market? Did I want to see her out with another guy? Joe?

Hell no!

“We’re exclusive. Sorry.”

“Keep the number. Nothing lasts forever.” Her words echoed in my mind. Maybe she was right. Nothing good stands the test of time. In my lifetime nothing did anyway.

It was already thirty minutes after three. The other guy who’d been working had been sitting around for an hour with his thumb up his ass doing nothing. I cleaned up my station and decided to wait for Addison out front.