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just haven’t had time for,” I respond, shrugging my shoulders.
“What about now?”
“What do you mean ‘what about now?’”
“Do you have time for those complications now?” he inquires.
“No one really has time for complications, Rhett.”
“Well, let me make this as uncomplicated as possible, M. I know it’s soon, but I want to pursue these feelings I’m having for you. We can go as slow as you want. All I know is I want you. Period. I want you in my life. I want you by my side. I want your smiles. I want your laughter. And more than anything, right now, I want to kiss you. I really need you to understand that I’ll wait for all of those things, no matter how long it takes. I’m a patient man, babe.”
I blink back the surprise. Talk about just putting it all out there. And as much as I want Rhett to kiss me, I’m still nervous about the relationship thing. I don’t want to ruin what we have when it’s still so fresh.
“Time.”
“Time?” he questions.
“I need time before I can just jump into a relationship. We’ve only been back in each other’s lives for a week. Dating casually is one thing. But a relationship—Rhett, those things take time.”
He sits back and looks at me as he takes a sip of his wine. He sets it on the floor next to his beanbag and leans forward into my space again.
“So, this dating casually thing, we would still be seeing each other, just no exclusivity? No commitment?”
“Yes,” I reply slowly, not sure where he’s going with this.
“And I still get to kiss you?”
I nod my head.
“Fair enough.”
His hands cradle my head as he pulls back and looks into my eyes. He bends again and takes my mouth in a kiss that I’m certain will never be replicated ever again. It’s slow and sweet and teasing. His tongue moves against my lips and I open for him. He tastes like red wine mixed with a flavor all his own. I grip his biceps and hang on for dear life. I know that his kisses are going to be the death of me. He pulls away slowly, nipping at my bottom lip. He’s still cradling my head when I open my eyes to look at him. For the life of me, the only word that I can mutter is “Damn.”
Chapter Eleven
Rhett
I decide to just drop M off at her door, because I know there is no way in hell I’ll be able to control myself if I decide to go in and hangout for a little while. My resolve is already so close to shattering. I’m not sure how one girl—woman, oh yes, definitely a woman—can make me so crazy. I could spend a month just having her lips on mine. So soft. So fucking sweet. And fuck me if I can’t feel myself stiffening at the thought. Get your shit together , I think to myself.
“Umm, Rhett, are you okay? You look like you’re in pain. Are you sure you don’t want to come in and sit down for a minute?” M asks as she unlocks her door, concern written all over her face.
“Oh no, no, I’m okay. I really should get home. I didn’t realize it was so late,” I say, trying not to look at those lips.
“Well, okay, if you’re sure, but will you at least just grab a bottle of water?” she asks. “I had an incredible time tonight, Rhett. It really was the best date. I will always remember tonight, and I don’t particularly want my date passing out or something.”
“I’m glad you had a good time, beautiful, and I promise I’m okay,” I say, looking down at her lips.
Suddenly, her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip. That’s it. A man only has so much will power.
“Fuck it,” I say, and in a flash I’m on her, pinning her against the door and making it slam shut. I don’t care if Cam is here. I don’t care that this feeling inside me is so carnal. Like she’s a lamb, pure and innocent, and I’m the wolf, wild and hungry. None of that matters. All that matters is this moment filled with so many answers to so many questions. She’s all I see. She’s all that matters.
“Hold on, baby,” I say as I grab
“What about now?”
“What do you mean ‘what about now?’”
“Do you have time for those complications now?” he inquires.
“No one really has time for complications, Rhett.”
“Well, let me make this as uncomplicated as possible, M. I know it’s soon, but I want to pursue these feelings I’m having for you. We can go as slow as you want. All I know is I want you. Period. I want you in my life. I want you by my side. I want your smiles. I want your laughter. And more than anything, right now, I want to kiss you. I really need you to understand that I’ll wait for all of those things, no matter how long it takes. I’m a patient man, babe.”
I blink back the surprise. Talk about just putting it all out there. And as much as I want Rhett to kiss me, I’m still nervous about the relationship thing. I don’t want to ruin what we have when it’s still so fresh.
“Time.”
“Time?” he questions.
“I need time before I can just jump into a relationship. We’ve only been back in each other’s lives for a week. Dating casually is one thing. But a relationship—Rhett, those things take time.”
He sits back and looks at me as he takes a sip of his wine. He sets it on the floor next to his beanbag and leans forward into my space again.
“So, this dating casually thing, we would still be seeing each other, just no exclusivity? No commitment?”
“Yes,” I reply slowly, not sure where he’s going with this.
“And I still get to kiss you?”
I nod my head.
“Fair enough.”
His hands cradle my head as he pulls back and looks into my eyes. He bends again and takes my mouth in a kiss that I’m certain will never be replicated ever again. It’s slow and sweet and teasing. His tongue moves against my lips and I open for him. He tastes like red wine mixed with a flavor all his own. I grip his biceps and hang on for dear life. I know that his kisses are going to be the death of me. He pulls away slowly, nipping at my bottom lip. He’s still cradling my head when I open my eyes to look at him. For the life of me, the only word that I can mutter is “Damn.”
Chapter Eleven
Rhett
I decide to just drop M off at her door, because I know there is no way in hell I’ll be able to control myself if I decide to go in and hangout for a little while. My resolve is already so close to shattering. I’m not sure how one girl—woman, oh yes, definitely a woman—can make me so crazy. I could spend a month just having her lips on mine. So soft. So fucking sweet. And fuck me if I can’t feel myself stiffening at the thought. Get your shit together , I think to myself.
“Umm, Rhett, are you okay? You look like you’re in pain. Are you sure you don’t want to come in and sit down for a minute?” M asks as she unlocks her door, concern written all over her face.
“Oh no, no, I’m okay. I really should get home. I didn’t realize it was so late,” I say, trying not to look at those lips.
“Well, okay, if you’re sure, but will you at least just grab a bottle of water?” she asks. “I had an incredible time tonight, Rhett. It really was the best date. I will always remember tonight, and I don’t particularly want my date passing out or something.”
“I’m glad you had a good time, beautiful, and I promise I’m okay,” I say, looking down at her lips.
Suddenly, her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip. That’s it. A man only has so much will power.
“Fuck it,” I say, and in a flash I’m on her, pinning her against the door and making it slam shut. I don’t care if Cam is here. I don’t care that this feeling inside me is so carnal. Like she’s a lamb, pure and innocent, and I’m the wolf, wild and hungry. None of that matters. All that matters is this moment filled with so many answers to so many questions. She’s all I see. She’s all that matters.
“Hold on, baby,” I say as I grab
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