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Chapter 9

"Get ready."

Neo looked up to see Mia walking, scratch that, storming past her room while barking out that order.

She sighed. There goes any hope of spending a nice quiet evening reading, listening to music and gorging on insane quantities of food.

Scratch that. She would only be thinking about gorgeous brown eyes, surrounded by even more beautiful and absolutely the most enticing eye lashes ever. Long, curled, thick.

Sigh.

Except for the curled part she might as well be thinking about his…ahem…member.

But what did she know? Maybe it was curled or not really thick or even long for that matter but somehow she knew it was. The confidence a man like him carried didn't come with a tiny dick. His foot size seemed pretty big so that should say something about his dick size, right?

Then she thought about how Grace's feet looked, loose wrinkly skin, moisturized way too much and thought about if that said anything about her..huh…more feminine parts.

She shook her head to rid it of all these awful, deranged thoughts.

"NEONA!"

She cringed as Mia made an appearance again carrying her make up bag, dressed already in a skinny jeans and top with a leather jacket to complete her outfit.

How she wished she could carry off leather jackets with the same aplomb she did.

She made anything look good and leather jackets..they looked like sin on her. Embry was a lucky guy but he was sweet as well so she liked him.

"Neo, come out of your day dreams and get the fuck off that bed NOW!"

"What crawled up your ass?" She grumbled.

"Your sorry ass attitude, that's what. You act as if your best friend died."

She flinched.

"Come on now, let's get you all dolled up."

Neo sat like a good girl while Mia chose her outfit and handed it to her. Narrowing her eyes into slits when she took a teeny tiny extra second to stand.

Neo disrobed right there. It was her room after all.

"My, my, at least my girl has good taste when it comes to lingerie." Mia nodded appreciatively at Neo's deep maroon, lacy, racy set.

The half coverage push up bra did wonderful things for her boobs. They were a nice size and shape. Aunty gravity was probably waiting until she reached her thirties to drag them down. Even then, she would pamper her girls with the right support system.

She knew Mia piled on the more sensible cotton sets in her drawers. She hated all things lacy.

"Who has a good taste in what?"

The girls screeched loud enough to be heard in the next town.

"Good God! Why the hell didn't you lock up?" A very, very embarrassed Embry asked stumbling over his own legs to get out. Jacob would skin him alive for this!

"Why the hell did you barge in? You know this is not my room?!" Mia pushed her finger into his chest while making him walk backwards and down the staircase.

"What happened? What's wrong?!"

Neo groaned. Her eyes widened as her door was once again pushed open.

Whatever Chief had planned to say it died on his lips which were parted and his eyes bugged as he took her in..no..wait..draaank her in. Yep, that's what he was doing. His eyes moving so slllllooowwwwlllyyy over her she felt it in her skin, to her bones.

"What's all this about? Is someone hurt?"

Neo face palmed and dragged her hand over her face when she heard her dad's voice.

Quickly she pushed a still awed Chief behind her door just as it was pushed open even though Mia was right behind their dad trying to get him to stop. But he had to come and make sure his precious was fine and dandy.

"Dad! PLEASE! I'm changing!" Neo feigned the shocked tone but only up to a thirty percent maybe.

"Then why did you scream?" He implored from outside the door she was trying to hold closed.

"I.. we.. saw a rat, the size of a cat!"

"What?"

"Yeah, dad, there was a rat. You know how much we hate those." Mia offered.

"Okay, then. You alright now, Neona?"

"Yes, daddy." She added extra sugar for him.

"Ok, sweetheart. I'll call pest control. Just please next time don't scream the house down. Have mercy on your old dad's ear drums, please." He said while walking away.

"Sure, dad."

"Phew! That was crazy." Neo slumped against her door. Her hands pulling her ponytail lose to let her hair fall around her.

The sharp intake of air alerted her to someone's presence. The said someone being the protagonist of her sex dreams. Oh yeah, they were in that territory now.

Tentatively she lifted her eyes to find his fixed on her boobs, which were moving up and down, up and down. It was almost comical the way his eyes followed the movement but her breathing was going to near panting stage.

He was so so so close. She could touch him without flexing her arm out.

His hand moved as if to touch her just because he couldn't help it. But then he stopped.

Oh God, he was so close..so fucking close!

"huh" was his intriguing conversation starter.

"Stay here until Dad leaves." Neo whispered as she moved to start getting dressed. She might as well, he saw the goods already.

She turned her back to him and pulled on the clothes Mia chose for her. Once done, she moved to her dresser to apply some foundation, mascara and a lip gloss before running a brush through her hair and being done with it.

"Let's go" she said while grabbing her purse and throwing in her phone and walking out without glancing at him.

If she did, she would be tempted to play out one of her dreams.

Jake could do nothing but stare.

Skin…so much skin. Smooth, silky, soft, supple skin and a mole on her neck….argh..fucking kill him now. How he craved to run his tongue over it and bite. It would be delicious he would bet his balls on it.

He watched as she tortured him. Turning her back to him while pulling on her clothes. He was mesmerized by her back muscles moving in perfect harmony to get clothes on her.

Then her ass poked out when she bend over to pull her jeans up. Bent over…ass in air…fucking hell in this fucking cruel world!

He groaned internally and ran his hands over his face. Wanting to forget this scene but clutching it with everything and imprinting it in his brain. Yeah…that would get him off every time in his cold shower. Shit he could blow a load then if she just touched him…anywhere.

But she dressed and hurried with her make up before moving out and not glancing at him.

She didn't fool anybody though. He knew, could smell, exactly why she didn't. One look and they wouldn't have made it out of there.

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