Chapter 14

My house, thirty minutes. Bring condoms and lube.

Well, that was pretty succinct. I zipped home and took the fastest shower on record, making sure my hole was as clean as possible. I prepared myself as much as I could for what I knew was coming.

I dressed in snug jeans and a black, chest-hugging T-shirt, figuring it couldn’t hurt to advertise the goods. Later, when I knocked on Gregory’s door, I had one minute to spare.

“It’s unlocked!” I heard him yell through the wood.

When I entered his house, there were candles everywhere. Something wonderful was cooking, too, and when I reached the kitchen, I saw wine in an ice bucket and glasses on the table.

“Hi. Wow, this all looks amazing.”

“Hi, yourself. Is it too much?” Gregory asked as he put the finishing touches on a turkey in the oven. He was wearing his glasses. Yummy.

“Not at all. It’s very romantic,” I replied, walking up and kissing his cheek when he straightened from a crouch.