Chapters (42)
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter 32
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Epilogue One
- Epilogue Two
- This Is Forever
- Tempt The Hookup
- Books By Natasha Madison
- Acknowledgments
I put the phone next to me and turn off the lights. And I wait for his reply, but there isn’t any, and the next day when I’m getting ready for lunch with Karrie, there is a knock on my door. I walk to it with my kimono flowing around my legs, and I find one of the bellboys holding a box for me.
“This came for you,” he says and hands me the white box. Grabbing it, I walk to the kitchen. I pull on the white satin bow on top of it, and it falls to the side. Lifting the top, I see a white card sitting on top of silk.
Here is a little bit of some words to go with your Kama Sutra.
Mark
I laugh and put the card down and when I lift the silk, I come face-to-face with four books with brown covers on them. I pick them up and turn to see the gold writing on the spine of the book.
Pride and Prejudice. I gasp, opening the book and seeing the pages are yellow and old. The next book is Sense and Sensibility. I stand here wondering how he even got these, and I look down, thinking this has to be the most thoughtful gift anyone has ever gotten me. I don’t move from my spot when I hear my door open and then hear clicking of heels.
“Vivi!” Karrie yells. “I’m here,” she says and then stops walking when she sees me. “Hey.” She smiles and comes into the kitchen. “What do you have there?”
“Jane Austen books,” I say softly.
“Aww, your favorite,” she says. “Didn’t you read this one every single week for five years?”
“It’s a classic,” I say, looking at her and taking the book out of her hand.
“Holy shit, did Mark send those to you?” she shrieks when she picks up the card.
“Yeah,” I say and then turn to her. “We went to the library yesterday, and he asked me what my favorite book was.”
“That is so sweet,” she says with hearts in her eyes, and I shake my head.
“I told him Kama Sutra,” I tell her and rub my face with my hands while she laughs.
“Matthew and I bought that for me one year, and he wanted to do a position a day.” I look at her, and my mouth hangs open. “I was all for it until he wanted to do a handstand against the wall so I could suck his dick.” I laugh now, putting my hand over my mouth. “It’s all fun and games until you get hit in the eye with his knee cap.” She shakes her head. “It was not pretty.”
“Oh my God,” I say, and then I look at her. “I think I like him.”