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My mouth opens in shock that he just said that. And he grabs the TV remote next to the bed, turning it onto Netflix.
He turns it on to a scary movie, and I just sit there straight as an arrow. “What do you mean, ‘good’?” I ask and turn to face him slightly.
He reaches over and pushes my hair over my shoulders. “I don’t want anyone to have you but me.”
His tone is completely serious, his face straight and I wait for his mouth to twitch and be like ‘ha this is a joke’.
But he doesn’t.
“Are you being serious?” I ask.
He smirks and leans against my headboard. “Fuck yeah, I am. I want to see where this could lead.” He is blunt and straight to the point.
I just want to ask, why?
What about me has him willing to say all of this when he just met me? I stare at him for a few beats.
“I don’t want any fuckers to get in the way or I’ll make them crawl like a dog, like I did with that man earlier.” His words are dark but the way he is looking at me is soft.
I should be scared by the intensity; goosebumps are breaking out across my skin.
I smile and shake my head in disbelief. “You know I should be kind of worried about how intense you are, but I can’t bring myself to feel anything but flattery.”
He laughs deeply and loudly, his head thrown back. “Fuck, you are perfect,” he says once he’s managed to gather himself from his laughing.
“Anyway, there are no worries there. Not many men have been knocking on my door lately,” I stop for a second trailing off, shrugging my shoulders. “Or ever.”
He gives me a look like I’m the biggest liar. “That is the biggest load of shit.” He laughs and scoots a little closer to me.
I settle back into the pillow, leaving us shoulder to shoulder, close enough I can feel his heat but not enough to be touching.
I give him a confused look. “Why do you think it’s not true?” I question him.
He gives me another look like ‘are you really kidding me right now?’. But I don’t understand why he doesn’t believe me. “I’m being one hundred percent truthful.”
He laughs. “Darlin, you probably didn’t notice the attention, but trust me, I know you had that shit in spades.”
I shake my head. “If you say so, Terror.” I just agree to disagree.
He chuckles. “Get your ass over here and let me hold you.” He grips my hand in his and slides me over until I’m lying on his chest.
I close my eyes, the TV long forgotten and I just enjoy the feeling of being held, his hand on my arm, running down my skin.
“I just want to know how in the world you have been single this long?” I ask him, because he seems perfect so far.
His fingers stop drifting along my arm, and I know that he is thinking about my question. “Because I have been waiting on my person.”
I like that answer. I smile up at him and he bends down to kiss my forehead like he did earlier.
“Same,” I admit to him.
I feel him look at me. “What’s your dream?” he asks, and it's something that is unconventional, not common in this day and age.
I sit up and pull the blanket into my lap, wanting to look at him. “It’s something that not many people my age or our age for that matter really dreams of.”
He sits up a little to give me his full attention. “I have dreamt for as long as I can remember to be a mom. I want to be a wife and take care of my family. It’s kind of old-fashioned in a lot of ways but this is what I have dreamt to have later in life.”
He smiles at me and takes ahold of my hand. “Darlin, I have always had the same views. I wanted a family to take care of, to protect and give the best life. It’s fucking beautiful you want that.”
