And Then There Was You Read Online Free
Author: Suzy Turner
us out, we had been engaged elsewhere.
But I wasn't able to avoid them forever, and their house warming party was looming.
Sitting in my little office in the spare bedroom, I was supposed to be writing, but my thoughts were otherwise engaged. I could hear Matt whistling as he opened the front door. 'I'm home,' he yelled at the foot of the stairs.
'I'm working. I'll be down soon.'
'Okay, I'm going to mess around in the garage for a bit.'
'Knock yourself out,' I muttered. Some dutiful wife I was. I didn't even go and say hello properly. Not a kiss, nothing. Mind you, it's not like he was offering it to me either, was he? What was happening to us?
You're growing apar t , said the devil on my shoulder.
But you can fix it , replied the angel.
How? A sudden picture appeared in my head, and I smiled. That would be nice. A bit of afternoon sex was always good for the soul. Grinning, I closed my laptop and headed for our bedroom. Opening my wardrobe, I rifled around until the box came into view. Taking off the top, I pulled out a couple of possible outfits. I wasn't in the mood for leather or PVC, so I settled on my favourite little lace number. It was actually a dress, but was far too transparent and super short to be worn anywhere other than the bedroom. I grinned and closed the wardrobe door, undressing as fast as I could.
With the dress and stockings on, my hair up and lashings of black mascara, eye liner and deep red lipstick, I smiled at my wicked self in the mirror. Grinning, I grabbed my little black satin dressing gown and threw it on before I skipped down the stairs. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to the garage and seductively draped myself in the doorway, letting the gown fall open.
Unfortunately, Matt wasn't alone.
'Erm... babe?' he said, horrified, as I looked around and noticed Charlie straddling his motorbike.
'Oh,' I shrieked and pulled the gown tight around my body, as Adam came into view from behind the car. 'Oh shit,' I said, my face turning the deepest possible shade of red.
'Charlie and Adam just popped over to make sure we were going to the party tonight, seeing as you forgot to confirm,' Matt said, totally embarrassed.
H e was embarrassed? Jesus.
'Oh, erm. Sorry. Yes, of course we'll be there,' I muttered. 'Must go and erm... turn the oven on.'
'What?' Matt said, through clenched teeth.
Grimacing, I quickly turned around and shut the garage door behind me.
Holy shit.
As I ran up the stairs, I heard the door open and close behind me.
'What the hell are you doing?' Matt said at the bottom of the stairs.
'I, erm, I... thought you might like to... Oh, it doesn't matter, anyway.'
'Babe, you can't just open the door to the garage dressed like that. Jesus. Talk about embarrassing. The whole neighbourhood will be talking about it.'
'Who gives a shit about the whole fucking neighbourhood? What about me? I was hoping to have sex with my husband, that's all. Is that so wrong? How was I supposed to know they were in there with you? You normally keep the main door closed, unless you're going out.'
There was a knock on the garage door and it was opened gingerly. Charlie popped her head around. 'Hello?' she said, looking around. When she spotted us on the stairs, she smiled. 'Please don't be embarrassed, darlin'. We're going to go. We figured you'd want to be alone for a while.' She winked.
'Oh no, there's no need to go,' Matt said, walking back down the stairs.
What the fuck?
'Really?' I muttered under my breath and turned around awkwardly, tripping clumsily on the top step before disappearing into the bedroom.
I heard them talking and then the garage door closed behind them.
Well, screw you, Matt.
I threw myself on the bed and looked at the ceiling. I'd just revealed myself, in all my sexual regalia, to Charlie and Adam. Adam. Oh God. I turned on to my stomach and thought about the look on his face when I saw him standing there.
It wasn't embarrassment. He wasn't mortified. He was
But I wasn't able to avoid them forever, and their house warming party was looming.
Sitting in my little office in the spare bedroom, I was supposed to be writing, but my thoughts were otherwise engaged. I could hear Matt whistling as he opened the front door. 'I'm home,' he yelled at the foot of the stairs.
'I'm working. I'll be down soon.'
'Okay, I'm going to mess around in the garage for a bit.'
'Knock yourself out,' I muttered. Some dutiful wife I was. I didn't even go and say hello properly. Not a kiss, nothing. Mind you, it's not like he was offering it to me either, was he? What was happening to us?
You're growing apar t , said the devil on my shoulder.
But you can fix it , replied the angel.
How? A sudden picture appeared in my head, and I smiled. That would be nice. A bit of afternoon sex was always good for the soul. Grinning, I closed my laptop and headed for our bedroom. Opening my wardrobe, I rifled around until the box came into view. Taking off the top, I pulled out a couple of possible outfits. I wasn't in the mood for leather or PVC, so I settled on my favourite little lace number. It was actually a dress, but was far too transparent and super short to be worn anywhere other than the bedroom. I grinned and closed the wardrobe door, undressing as fast as I could.
With the dress and stockings on, my hair up and lashings of black mascara, eye liner and deep red lipstick, I smiled at my wicked self in the mirror. Grinning, I grabbed my little black satin dressing gown and threw it on before I skipped down the stairs. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to the garage and seductively draped myself in the doorway, letting the gown fall open.
Unfortunately, Matt wasn't alone.
'Erm... babe?' he said, horrified, as I looked around and noticed Charlie straddling his motorbike.
'Oh,' I shrieked and pulled the gown tight around my body, as Adam came into view from behind the car. 'Oh shit,' I said, my face turning the deepest possible shade of red.
'Charlie and Adam just popped over to make sure we were going to the party tonight, seeing as you forgot to confirm,' Matt said, totally embarrassed.
H e was embarrassed? Jesus.
'Oh, erm. Sorry. Yes, of course we'll be there,' I muttered. 'Must go and erm... turn the oven on.'
'What?' Matt said, through clenched teeth.
Grimacing, I quickly turned around and shut the garage door behind me.
Holy shit.
As I ran up the stairs, I heard the door open and close behind me.
'What the hell are you doing?' Matt said at the bottom of the stairs.
'I, erm, I... thought you might like to... Oh, it doesn't matter, anyway.'
'Babe, you can't just open the door to the garage dressed like that. Jesus. Talk about embarrassing. The whole neighbourhood will be talking about it.'
'Who gives a shit about the whole fucking neighbourhood? What about me? I was hoping to have sex with my husband, that's all. Is that so wrong? How was I supposed to know they were in there with you? You normally keep the main door closed, unless you're going out.'
There was a knock on the garage door and it was opened gingerly. Charlie popped her head around. 'Hello?' she said, looking around. When she spotted us on the stairs, she smiled. 'Please don't be embarrassed, darlin'. We're going to go. We figured you'd want to be alone for a while.' She winked.
'Oh no, there's no need to go,' Matt said, walking back down the stairs.
What the fuck?
'Really?' I muttered under my breath and turned around awkwardly, tripping clumsily on the top step before disappearing into the bedroom.
I heard them talking and then the garage door closed behind them.
Well, screw you, Matt.
I threw myself on the bed and looked at the ceiling. I'd just revealed myself, in all my sexual regalia, to Charlie and Adam. Adam. Oh God. I turned on to my stomach and thought about the look on his face when I saw him standing there.
It wasn't embarrassment. He wasn't mortified. He was
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