Always Fraser by A. Steel (electronic reader .txt) 📕

I turn off the shower and realise I haven’t grabbed any clothes. Damn! That's so annoying! I’m so tired from my crazy day at work, I’m not thinking straight. I crack open the door. I can't see anyone, so I creep out in my towel. Luckily my room is just across the hallway from the bathroom, so no one sees. I walk straight to my wardrobe, opening the door, and stand there trying to work out what I should wear. Something casual but sexy enough to get his attention. “Ah ha,” I say out loud to myself. I’ve got just the thing. I pull my white cotton dress out of the wardrobe. It's low-cut and kind of short but still casual. I drop my towel and hold the dress up, ready to put it on.

“Nice choice,” comes a familiar voice from behind me.

I jump and grab my dress, covering my naked body. “W-what are you doing in here?”

Fraser is sprawled out on my bed, hands behind his head looking way too comfortable. A massive smile crosses his face at the peep show he's been watching. “Well, I wasn’t expecting you to come in wearing only your towel, but it was a nice surprise.” He jumps up off my bed and closes the gap between us.

“You know what I mean, why are you in my room? Do you want to get caught?” I whisper.

“You were gone for too long and Drew's ducked out to get some milk for your mum. I was bored waiting for you. You have the longest showers ever. What are you doing in there that takes so long?” He wraps his arms around me, touching the bare skin of my back with his hands.

“Girly things, it takes a long time to look this good.”

“Sure you weren’t just excited to see me and had to take care of yourself?” he says, smirking at me.

“Does your mind always have to go there?” I roll my eyes at him.

“Around you it does.” His hands are now on my bare arse.

“I need to get dressed, Fraser. We can't get caught like this.” I try to push him away so I can get dressed but he won't budge. He's a wall of muscle. I don't even know why I tried, he's so much stronger than me.

“Would it be that bad? Then it would all be out in the open. No secrets from your family.” His eyes are serious now. I can see how important it is to him that we tell them, but I'm not ready yet.

“I don't want to keep secrets from them either, but don't you want to see what this is between us first? Cause it's going to go one of two ways if they find out. They’ll be pissed or marrying us off within the year, and neither of those options works for me!”

“The second option’s not so bad, is it?” he says, lightly placing kisses down my neck.

“Fraser, what are you talking about? You don't even have long-term girlfriends. You don’t want to marry me.”

“Maybe I was just waiting for the right girl.” His grey eyes are staring straight into mine, pulling me under his spell again as he slides my dress out of my hands, dropping it to the floor. I can't help myself. I reach up and kiss him. My hands going to the back of his head as I pull his mouth to mine. How can it feel so good? His stubble scratches my face, but his big full lips are so soft and feel so good.

I jump back when I hear a car door slam out the front; that must be Drew. “You need to get out of here quick, before he gets in the house.”

“We’re not finished here,” he whispers in my ear as he walks over to the door.

I just nod as he closes it, his eyes still glued on me. I quickly pick up my dress and throw it over my head. I finish getting dressed and do my makeup and hair. Tonight is going to be hard. I'm so worked up from kissing him like that. I have no idea how I’m going to get through dinner.

I wander into the kitchen, trying to play it cool even though I'm anything but. “Do you need help with anything, Mum?”

“You took your time.” She raises a questioning brow at me. “You can help with the salad if you like.”

“It was a long day, so I needed a long shower to wash it away.” I start to chop up all the veggies she has lined up on the chopping board. Trying to distract myself.

“You look nice, honey, you’ve gone to a lot of trouble just for dinner.”

“It's just a dress, Mum, not a big deal. So, Mum." I stop to take a breath and think about how I say this. "It looks like Indie has found a new place to live where she can have an art gallery as well in Broken Point, and she's looking for a roomie, so I’m going to move in with her.”

She looks up from the food she's preparing. “We only just got you back home. You don't have to waste money on rent, stay here a bit longer.”

“Mum, as lovely as it's been living with you guys again, I'm 26. I need to take care of myself and do my own thing. The rent isn't too much, for this place either, so I’ll be able to afford it easily.”

“Did you hear that, Jim?” she calls out to my dad on the deck, probably thinking he will be able to change my mind. “Elly’s moving out with Indie.” Dad walks into the kitchen with a plate of cooked steak. He’s been out the back cooking the BBQ with the boys.

“You sure, honey? You're welcome to stay here as long as you need to.”

“Yes, Dad, I’m sure, I need to do this for me.”

“Well, that's good news then. I’m