chapter 2

"My annual vacation," he smiled at her.

"Do what?" She glanced at the large amount of equipment he was carrying. “Looks like you brought your whole house with you,” she said as he carried several bags and a long, flat suitcase inside.

"Fishing and hunting," he replied, placing a large box in his hand and smiling as it nearly knocked the heavy barrel down. “Careful,” he smiled as he helped her pick it up and set it on the kitchen counter.

"What is this?"

"Food."

"Well, don't watch me cook it, you pig. Every man here for himself and I brought mine."

"Let me guess: lemons and vegetables?"

"At least it's better than a ton you plan to eat. Are you afraid of starving to death?" She pointed to the heavy crate. "Or are you just a bad hunter?"

"Depends on what I'm hunting," he said strangely, and his eyes heated up. She blushed instantly at his temptation and turned her back on him.

"Don't be fooled, idiot."

"Too late," she thought she heard him whisper behind her back, but she chose to ignore him and ignore him.

***

As he packed the last of his belongings and closed the door, Ann watched him return to the bed furthest away from him and begin to strip off his sweater and shirt.

"What are you doing?" she asked in surprise.

He turned his head with his shirt open. " What does it look like? I slept for a few hours before I left.

"But... but you can't sleep here."

"Why not? There are several empty beds that I know of or that you intend to use. All of them for his masturbation? He winked at her

"I don't dare... But there's only one room here," she tried to remind him again.

"Yes, and a bathroom. You can change in there because you're stuck," he smirked as he sat up in bed and took off his shoes and socks.

"But... I...," she looked at him in disbelief as he got up and took off his shirt again. Reaching into his pants, he glanced at her.

"You'd better turn away now," he laughed as he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the top button, and zipped his pants. She would really do it, she thought, and she was barely aware of his muscular body. She froze when he took the belt off the opening and placed it on the chair beside her bed. Now she could see his pants revealing a dramatic bulge on his stomach. His dick, she thought. I wonder if he was wearing socks there or was it real. That was what she had felt against her stomach earlier. A hardness that made it hard for him to breathe and made him want to take a closer look. She was surprised to see him meet her eyes. His action stopped for a moment before he smiled meaningfully as if he was used to women staring at him when he undressed. His eyes burned her as he reached up to his jeans and began to move downwards, revealing his toned and strong thighs, the muscles that were proof of a healthy body and a man. can make love for hours. . She took a deep breath as he bent down and took off his jeans completely.

Standing, she cast her eyes over her slim body, barely stopping over her wavy belly and pants that seemed to cover something very large. She wet her lips with her tongue at the thought of him taking off his shirt one last time.

"Do you like what you see?" He growled and made her wince at his deep thoughts.

"Not bad", she finally exclaimed. "But you should learn to move your butt a little more before joining the strip club."

"You mean you're not impressed?" he made fun of her.

"No. So you still have to cook for yourself in the morning. I'm very tired now, I'm going to bed. ' she said, lying down on the bed, grabbing the blanket and closing her eyes. , realizing she was clearly lying, "But next time you can always try on a pair of slip-on panties," she forced a smile.

"God, you're such a difficult woman to please," he growled as he lay back in bed and turned off the light. Moments later, she heard his breathing slow and he fell asleep. Typical men, Ann thought as she turned around for a second time in five minutes. How did he expect her to sleep after treating her with such a parade? The warm clothes were probably keeping him awake, she thought as she slowly removed her clothes and laid them beside her bed.

***

The next morning he got up early and moved out long before Ann wanted to move out. She hadn't been able to sleep until dawn and it seemed she hadn't slept at all. She groaned as he began to whistle again.

"Oh God, have mercy," she groaned out loud.

” Tired? Didn't you sleep well knowing that there was a strong man around who could take care of the next bad guy that burst through the door, then? "

" Don't remind me. Believe me, you have lost years of my life by your appearance. Next time I'll take a picture first and ask later. I. I might use you as a practice target just to make sure you stop breaking into my house in the middle of the night. "

" Well, you should blame your brother, Cade, for that. I would even volunteer to hold it while you attack if that can comfort you. "

" Thanks for the suggestion. I'll let you know if I decide to take revenge so crudely,” she said, bending down to grab her panties. Taking it under her comforter, she put it on while making sure her body was covered. anytime.

She heard Jared laugh and looked up, she noticed that he was watching her every move.

“Do you want me to turn away so I can dress more easily?”

“I'm fine,” she called to him.

"I never thought you'd be so shy," he smiled at her. "But I like this one."

"Didn't even start." She put on her sweater and jumped out of bed and quickly put on her jeans. Next time, she will find her ao dai and keep a short distance away. Or maybe an ao dai would have been better.

"You really scared the hell out of me last night," she said sincerely as she tried to steer their conversation to safer areas. "I thought I was going to be raped by a screeching stranger."

"Oh, well... I'm sorry about that," he admitted reluctantly. “I am used to night walks.

"Vampires indeed," she giggled.

"I have work to do."

She poured herself a large cup of coffee which he had brewed and drank half of. "So are you a workaholic as well as a vampire?" Interesting business.

“What a vivid imagination. I have read too many books,” he interjected.

"There's nothing wrong with that," she said growing increasingly angry as she made a sandwich.

“No? How about practicing some of what you read instead? Why don't you bring a boyfriend instead of a stack of books? "

" I prefer books. "

" Hah, you wouldn't dare try sex games in the real world, would you? "

" What are you talking about? sex game? I prefer simple and basic sex, thank you very much. "

" Me too. Do you want to try? ' he asked vehemently.

“No thanks,” she glared at him.

"Are you sure about that?" he flashed her a charming smile as if he had always devoted himself to women and always knew that 'No' really meant 'Yes'.

"Speaking of girlfriends, where's your latest victim? Or don't tell me you've been alone all summer?"

"I really am," he replied without concern.

"What? Are you single again? Oh my, that can't be good. So you won't get any releases these days? "She teased. But I was going to give some good advice."

"Any advice?" He turned to her, taking a slow sip of his coffee.

"Have you ever thought about bondage?"

He sprayed coffee and coughed hard before turning to her. "What are you talking about?"

"Being tied up, of course. What better way to keep your girlfriends from leaving you?"

"They didn't leave me. I left them," he replied angrily.

"Ah, you're having trouble committing, aren't you?"

"It's none of your business."

"So, whenever you find another victim, I'll have them tie you to their bed, so you can heal your marital troubles."

"I have no problem!" now he said more angry.

"It's really like it. You know... The thrill of the hunt and all that..." He just glared at her. "And then when you catch your prey... uh... the victim... you don't know what to do with it, do you?"

"Give me an amateur psychology class," he scolded her. “Why don't you read a good book for a change? I go to kill something. He angrily packed his things and walked out the door.

Ann just shook her head in disbelief. If she knew it would be so easy to get rid of him, she would have tried yesterday. She burst out laughing. She talked about having problems with her engagement. The guy just can't seem to discuss the tiniest details of his sex life. She must have hit a chord somewhere.

Now she just needs to figure out what a nerve is and lean on it a little more. She ate half of her sandwich, enjoying the feeling of peace and quiet that enveloped her. Finally, his vacation can really begin. She carried a few books on the lounge chair and vowed to stay there reading for the rest of the day. Could life be better than this?

***

Into hell with that woman and her nosy, Jared was fuming as he walked across the lawn, driving away the birds he intended to hunt. Damn it with his sarcastic questions and comments and the fact that his speculations are so close to the truth. He didn't want to face the truth. He hasn't done it in years and he has no intention of starting now. And damn Cade for putting it here in the first place. Cade practically ordered him to take a break this week and borrow the house for his annual vacation.

Cade knows that he is always alone during the week, so there is no doubt that Cade has purposefully reunited his sister and Jared. He didn't know why and it annoyed him immensely. He had hidden his feelings from his sister Cade for many years, surely his speculations that Cade had never had reason to doubt anything. He even went so far as to avoid talking to her as much as possible. But now he's afraid Cade has finally seen through his facade? Or does he think it's safe to let his best friend share the cottage with his sister? Believe that Jared would never want to touch a woman?

Damn, he swore loudly. After all, maybe he should bring his own tent. So he could sleep outside instead of staying indoors with her. He didn't get much sleep last night either. Instead, he listened to her squirm, turn around, trying to get a few hours of sleep. He lay down quietly, breathing slowly, waiting for her to fall asleep.

She finally did, and he used the morning light to see her expression as she slept. In the morning, he was already dressed before she woke up and could notice the erection he was trying to hide. Undressing in front of her the night before had been a big mistake, and he didn't intend to repeat it.

Unless she decides to challenge him again and he needs a fortress to shake his foundation, he will probably accept her challenge. He can't be wrong. He liked the sexual teasing she threw at him. It burned his blood like nothing else and he felt more alive than ever.

However, he knows that the jokes will inevitably lead to something else, at least on his part. That means he will have to decide whether to jump into uncharted waters or take off while he still has a chance to leave unscathed.