GoodReadToday, if Karen could actually make it to that blind date, he'd eat his own hat.
But it didn’t cost three times to exhaust a woman. By round two, Karen was already speechless. Her whole body was drenched as if she'd been pulled from a stormy sea.
"I really... can't do this..." she rasped. Her voice was hoarse and breathless, her fiery spirit worn down to a mere whisper of surrender.
Jeffrey, too, was feeling the burn of exhaustion that came from days without proper rest. But that didn't stop him from teaching the woman beneath him a lesson.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Still thinking about that blind date?" he taunted.
"If I say | won't go, will you stop?" Karen wheezed, her throat as dry as a bone.
He raised an eyebrow, "Maybe." "Fine, | won't go. Now let me go," Karen managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.
Satisfied with her capitulation, Jeffrey gave one final push, bringing their second round to a swift conclusion.
He withdrew, standing to fetch a bottle of water from the trunk of the car for Karen, who was too exhausted to even reach for it without trembling.
Feeling magnanimous, Jeffrey unscrewed the cap and held the bottle to her lips, "I'l feed you." Karen was too spent to argue so she obeyed.
Her phone chose that moment to ring—it was Derek.
It was time for the blind date. He was calling to hustle her back home.
Jeffrey watched her with an intensity that made her skin crawl.
"Don't you dare speak," Karen whispered threateningly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"And you can’t go on that date.” "Look at me! I'm a hot mess. | couldn't go on a blind date if | wanted to!" Her clothes were a disaster, her hair a wild tangle, and her new outfit was torn beyond repair.
Karen glared at him and cleared her throat with a soft cough. But she was still hard to mask the roughness in her voice as she spoke.
"Dad..." "Karen, where are you? It's time. Will you come straight there, or do you want to come home and we'll go together?" Karen licked her parched lips, hesitating, "Dad, | might not make it today." "What? Why?" Derek sounded puzzled.
"I've got... a friend who needs me. It'll take some time to sort out. | probably won't be able to make it. Please apologize to your friends for me, and maybe another day.” Jeffrey's warning look cut her off mid-sentence.
Quickly changing tack, she laughed lightly, "Let's have dinner together another time. You and Mom can invite them out again." "You can't get cold feet, kiddo," Derek sounded a bit distressed, then something seemed to click. "Wait, your friend? The guy who came by today? He came looking for you, but you weren't home." "He did?" Karen glanced at Jeffrey.
He shrugged slightly with a hint of guilt in his smirk.
"Yeah! He asked for your number, but | didn't give it to him. Are you with him now?" Derek's concern escalated. "Is he bothering you? Karen, if you're in trouble, just tell me. I'll come and get you!" "No, no, it's nothing like that... I'm with him, just catching up over dinner. He's just back from abroad and it's been ages. It wouldn't be polite to bail midway. Dad, you and Mom go ahead, I'm eating. Gotta hang up now." Without waiting for a reply, she quickly ended the call.
Jeffrey chuckled, "Me? A just friend'?" The scent of their recent encounter still lingered in the car, and Karen had already distanced herself from him.
"I've turned down the blind date. Can you please go now?"
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