Free Pet Me by Amarinda Jones Page B

to her niece. Drusilla had no doubt Hayley had given him a home as she loved all things animal. Fish included.
    “I miss him.”
    “He’s a goldfish.” What? Was he more interested in something with scales than herself? I’ll make him focus . Her hands went down to the top of his trousers.
    “Arthur brought us together.” Cormack looked down at her hands as she unfastened the snap. “What are you doing?”
    “What does it look like?” Drusilla slid the zipper down. His cock jumped out eagerly. At least someone is interested to see me.
    “What about remaining celibate?”
    Drusilla stroked the length of his shaft. Just the memory of it inside her was making her wet. Why were relationships so damn complicated? “Touching is okay—you said so last night.”
    “Dru?”
    “Yes?”
    “I know you know.”
    She stopped and looked at him. “About what?” Was he going to admit his deception?
    “About Set in Stone .”
    Finally. Drusilla squeezed his cock. “You are a bastard.”
    Cormack winced slightly and his hand went down to hers to release the grip she had. “How so?”
    “You were writing about me.” She withdrew the hold on his cock. There was no point destroying perfection. And who knows? I may forgive him . It would depend a lot on her mood.
    “I never did.”
    Every time Drusilla looked in Cormack’s eyes she wanted to believe him. “Seven Ways to Meet Real Women? In the suburbs? In a pet store? Could it be more obvious?”
    “It may have started out that way but it changed when I met you.”
    Drusilla realized she was still holding onto his cock. She pushed away the hand that covered hers to free herself. “I was just easy sex to you.”
    Cormack laughed. “You are anything but easy, honey.” He pushed his stiff cock back inside his trousers and zipped himself up.
    That had to hurt. Okay, maybe I feel a little pleased about that . “Anyway I just want you to know that I am aware of what you were doing.” And now what do I do? Do I walk away and never see him again? She hadn’t thought that far ahead. There was always the forgiveness thing. Drusilla was not big on that though. Once crossed she remained crossed for life. It was a Scorpio thing.
    “And what? You hate me now?”
    “Yes.” No. I don’t know.
    Cormack put his hands on her shoulders, drawing her in closer. “Liar.”
    “Am not and stay away.” She made a halfhearted attempt to push him away. He used me—and yet I love him. How does that work?
    “You came to me, honey.” He lifted one hand and brushed the hair from her face. “Are you scared of how much you need me? If so that’s going to make our married life awkward.”
    Drusilla scoffed. “I’m not marrying you.” At least I’m fairly sure I’m not. Marriage, after all, had been her idea, not his.
    “I went and got you a ring to prove my commitment.”
    She stiffened. “You did not.” I want to see it. No I don’t. Maybe just a peek?
    “Do you want to see it?” He pushed back from her and kicked off his shoes.
    Drusilla Camm was one hundred percent woman with all the hormones to prove it. Of course she wanted to see the ring. Seeing it did not mean commitment. “Why are you taking off your clothes?” Cormack did that a lot. It was usually followed by her clothes coming off too.
    “Getting some rehearsal in for the wedding night.”
    “Cormack—”
    His trousers hit the floor. “What happened to ‘sweetie’?” He pulled his shirt off over his head.
    “I don’t want this.”
    “What? Us being naked? The craziness of real life? Making mistakes?” Cormack was naked and totally relaxed. “Come on. Hasn’t this been fun so far?”
    “Yes. I mean no.” How was she supposed to concentrate when he was naked? It would try the resolve of any woman. “I mean how do I know you want me and not—”
    “A headline?” His smile was soft and loving. “Because you know in your heart.”
    And what was in Cormack’s heart was in his eyes and Drusilla was