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    Green Diamond 3

    Ch 3

     

    Another 36 hour shift, I wonder how tired I look.  Is Shane still waiting for me?  No, she isn’t in my rest room anymore. 

     

    I drove home after grabbing a Taco bell on the way.   My mind wonders to when I will see her again.  My heart skips a beat thinking about our early encounter. That was hot. It’s daunting that how she knew so much about me and I knew so little about her.  

     

    I had a shower and am now drying my hair.  With one hand holding a hair dryer and lifting my hair with the other, I am too busy to notice someone in my room until she is standing right behind me.   I let out a scream when I see her reflection from the mirror.

     

    “You have got to stop appearing out of nowhere like this!!  It’s freaking me out!”  I shouted without turning my head round.  We keep our eye contact via the mirror.

     

    “Sorry.  I did knock but nobody answered.”  She shrugs her shoulder.

     

    “How did you get in anyway?  Wait forget it, you are a criminal, and you have your ways.  I should change my locks.  Which brand can’t you pick?” 

     

    She shrugs again and raises her hands in the air.

     

    “You can pick all of them?  Unbelievable!  Fine, just give me advance notice next time.”  I give up.

     

    “You look gorgeous with your hair down.  Do you know why I am here?”  She takes a step closer.  Her fingers are caressing my waist…. I bite my bottom lip to stop myself from moaning out loud.  Self-control, I repeat that in my head.  

     

    “We need to talk….”  I say.

     

    She moves her head closer to mine, “I want to taste you first, then I will tell you whatever you want to know.”  Her lips press lightly on my bare shoulder, lingering on my skin.  I tilt my head sideways for her as she sucks the nape of my neck. 

     

    “I know what you want.”  I say in my sexiest voice, with my eyes closed.

     

    “Tell me…”  She keeps caressing my back as we speak.

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