Chapter 17

She was undeniably beautiful. He loved how her lashes framed her eyes and the pink tint, which appeared on her face whenever she was embarrassed. He caught himself thinking about her lips, wondering what they would taste like. Would they be soft, as juicy as they look, or not meet his expectations? Why was he expecting so much from her?

He groaned in frustration, gripped the kitchen counter tightly, and shut his eyes. He needed to get laid.

The pattering of feet gained his attention. He turned around to see Alice dressed in a short, black dress, which flared at the bottom. The dress stopped right above her knee, exposing her long, slender legs and flawless skin. Her hair was packed up in a ponytail, and her lips were decorated with pepper-red lipstick. Two weeks ago, he would have pounced on her for wearing such a provocative dress and one in his favorite color. Today, he just wanted to get laid, but not with her. Fuck! He wanted only Erin.

“You are back early,” sh