Four Week Fiance (Four Week Fiance #1)(33)

“Though I suppose your new man is doing that job now.”

“What job?” I asked, frowning, my heart racing. He was sitting too close to me. I couldn’t concentrate. I wanted to grab him and pull him towards me. I wanted to touch his chest, squeeze his biceps, suck on his finger—and other things.

“The job of keeping you satisfied.”

“Oh,” I said, blushing again, and I jumped up. TJ jumped up as well and I took a few steps back. Why was he winding me up? I didn’t understand why he was flirting with me if he had Barbie. I wondered what he would do if I took him up on his offer and went a step further. What if I then took charge? Would he be surprised? I knew he saw me as little innocent Mila. How would he feel if I pushed him down on the bed and jumped on top of him? Would he let me take control, or would he roll me over and hold me down and take control?

“So does he?” TJ said, his voice gruff as he took another step towards me. I took another step back, feeling like my body was about to explode.

“Does he what?” I asked, staring at his chest as it moved his shirt back and forth.

“Does he satisfy you in bed?”

“TJ,” I gasped, shaking my head as he grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him.

“Mila,” he said, mocking me, his eyes darkening as he looked down at me. “I can, you know.”

“You can what?” I said, swallowing hard.

“I can satisfy all of your needs.” His hands grabbed my ass and he squeezed gently. My body froze as I looked up at him.

“Oh, yeah?” I said softly, finally finding my voice in my shock.

“Yeah.” He nodded again, and he moved his face towards mine. “I can satisfy needs you didn’t even know you had.” He leaned down and blew in my right ear, and I felt a finger sliding between my legs, rubbing me lightly. My whole body thudded and stilled as I felt his finger sliding back out. I was shocked that he’d touched me in such an intimate way that my bikini bottoms grew wet immediately. I waited to see what he was going to do next, but then there was a knock at the door.

“Mila, you in there?” Sally came bounding into the room and I jumped away from TJ. “We’re back.” She grinned at me, looking happy. “Oh hi, TJ,” she said and then smiled at me. “I got us some wine. Let’s have some with lunch,” she said and walked towards the door, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she had just interrupted something that could have been very hot.


“Saved by the bell,” TJ whispered behind me as we walked out of the bedroom, and I felt him tapping my ass lightly. I didn’t respond as I walked out, but all I could think about was the heaviness between my legs from where he’d touched me, and the wonder of what would have happened next if we hadn’t been interrupted.

***

“It’s funny how much you love this place,” Sally said to me as we grabbed some glasses of wine in the kitchen.

“Why do you say that?” I asked her curiously, looking out the window at the lush green grass and tall trees, wanting to tell her what had just happened with TJ, and wanting to ask her what the hell was going on with Troy but not knowing which one to start with.

“Because you’re a city girl, but you love the country.” She smiled at me as she took a sip of the red wine she’d just gotten at the grocery store. “Most people either love the city or the country. Not both.”

“You know how much I love the city.” I grinned at her. “But this is my home. This is the place I come to for tranquility and nature. When I come here, I really feel close to God and humanity. I look out at the blue sky and I listen to the birds and I think, wow. This is so amazing. So beautiful. So perfect. This is what I imagine Heaven is like.”

“And that has nothing to do with TJ being here as well?” She grinned and raised an eyebrow at me.

“Whatever.” I laughed and took a big gulp of wine and then sighed slightly. “Of course, TJ is a major part of what I love about coming here. I feel especially connected to him when I’m here.” I made a face. “And, Sally—oh, my God.” I lowered my voice and looked around to make sure nobody was paying attention to us. “I think TJ might be interested. Just now—in the bedroom—he touched me and I think he wanted to take things a step further.” She looked back at me excitedly, her brown eyes eager to hear more.

“Oh, my God, he totally loves you,” Sally said, her voice rising with her excitement. “I need to tell you what happened with Cody as well on the car ride; but, first finish telling me what happened with you and TJ. How and where did he touch you and what are you going to do next?”

“Wait, I thought you guys were walking?” I said with a small frown.

“He decided to drive instead.” She grinned. “Thank God, as I wasn’t really looking forward to walking. Now, tell me, what are you going to do about TJ?”

“I’m going to go for it,” I said with a grin. “Maybe I do have a real shot, though that could all be in my head and just in my dreams, I suppose.”

“What’s just in your dreams, dorky?” TJ walked into the kitchen, followed by Cody, and I froze. How much had he heard?

“She was saying that she’d love to be able to go on Chopped, the TV show,” Sally said quickly as I stood there in silence, my mouth unable to work as I tried to think of something to say. Thank God that Sally was quick on her feet.