“Don’t cry baby”. His grip tightened as he pulled us into a sitting position. “I love you too, I always will”. He kissed the top of my head.
“I’m sorry”. I whispered wiping the tears from my cheeks. “I don’t want to cry but I can’t help it”.
My emotions were all over the place and I hated it. It seemed everything was getting the better of me and I couldn’t catch a break.
“Big girl panties”. He whispered.
He was right. I promised myself I was done and yet I still couldn’t get it together. “Do you think I should keep the money and the house?”.
“That’s your decision baby. I can’t tell you what to do with it”.
“But what would you do?”.
“I’d keep it”.
“You would?”. I sat up so I could look at him.
“I’d put the money in savings and I’d sell the house”.
Sell the house? I couldn’t do that.
“You don’t need the house, we have our own”.
True.
“I could give the house to Carter?”. He was living in it anyway and like Jake said we didn’t need it.
“Is that a question princess?”.
I frowned. “I’ll give it to Carter”.
“Whatever you want to do”. He slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me back down. “Bedtime”.
That was me told.
…
When I woke the next morning I was wrapped around him like a vine. Head on his chest, leg hooked over his waist and my hand placed over his heart.
I hadn’t moved all night.
Lifting my head slowly I kept my eyes on him as I unhooked my leg trying not to wake him. Once I got out of bed I grabbed my housecoat and slipped it on.
It was still dark outside which told me it was still early. Reaching for my phone I cursed myself when I looked at the time.
I had the urge to squeeze my legs together.
I wanted him so bad.
I wanted to lick every inch of his body.
Frowning, I blinked a few times before lowering my gaze. It was too damn early for those thoughts to be creeping in. I was only punishing myself because him standing there right now is what I’ll be picturing all day.
“You want coffee?”. I asked.
“What I want is for you to come back to bed”. He took a few steps forward. “Don’t want you missing out on prom because you’re tired”.
I couldn’t hide my grin. “I’ll be fine, I can nap later”. I took another sip of my coffee my eyes connecting with his over the cup.
Pure sex, even with his bed head.
As he walked fully into the kitchen my heartbeat quickened. I still couldn’t believe I said those three little words. I don’t know why I was scared to say them in the first place.
I loved him. I was completely in love with him.
“Not even for a cuddle?”.
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