I squealed, because I wasn't expecting it, but as soon as I heard him groggily mumble, "It's okay, luv. It's just me." Instantly, I leaned back against him. He circled one arm around my waist, then he slid his other hand up the front of me. When he reached my neck, he trailed his fingers over my skin, as he murmured, "You look so beautiful standing out here, with the sun shining down on you."
"Thank you," I replied, as I reached back, and rubbed my hands over his hips.
Zach started trailing featherlike kisses along the curve of my neck, while he trailed his fingertips down the front of me. When he reached the string of my robe, he untied it, as he mumbled against my neck, "I want to see your beautiful body, kitten." Luckily, there weren't any other houses right beside us, so we had plenty of privacy.
Being an artist can make for a tricky life. Follow Willow as she tries to make a name for herself. As she floats from one gig to another, one man or woman to another, and one type of art to another.
After we left Max's mansion, I stopped by the grocery store and grabbed some more drinks and snacks, then we headed back to our new home. As soon as we got there, I went to work unpacking the boxes that I couldn't get to the night before.
Everything that belonged to Zach with the exception of his band ……