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The small weight is lifted off my shoulders after telling him. “That’s amazing.” I reach out and take his hand intertwining our fingers in my lap.
He reaches over and grabs my hips, lifting me off the bed and onto his lap. “You deserve all of that, darlin. You deserve to find a man to give you all of that...” He trails off like he wants to say something else.
I yawn and rest my forehead on his chin. “Tired?” he asks me, rubbing my back gently.
I nod. “Yeah, I did the breakfast rush and dinner.”
“Want me to go?” he asks, and I open my eyes.
“How far away do you live?” I ask him.
“Around an hour.”
I purse my lips thinking on it. “Maybe you can stay? If you want to? Since you have such a long drive and it’s cold,” I ramble off trying to make it seem like it’s the best solution without being too forward.
He chuckles. “Darlin, I was hoping you would say that.”
I laugh too. “Do you want something to change into? I have some sweats I bought that are huge on me.”
He nods. “That would be perfect.”
He helps me slide off his lap and I try not to think about the fact that I was sitting right on his dick, and he was poking me. I try to forget that the only thing separating us is just our clothes.
I suck in my lips trying not to think about how huge he is, because I could feel that from even between our clothes.
I walk over to my small closet and from the shelf on top, I grab the sweats along with a pair of sleep shorts and a baggy shirt for myself to change into.
“Here.” I smile and hand them to him. “I’m going to change in the bathroom.” I point over my shoulder to the bathroom.
I slip inside and shut the door, leaning against it and breathing deep, trying to compose myself.
Because holy shit, he is here, and he is staying the night with me.
I walk to the bathroom counter and look at myself in the mirror, my eyes wide and my stomach is doing flips.
My hands are shaking against the counter where they are resting. I reach over and grab my toothbrush, getting busy cleaning up, washing my face, and taking a super quick shower.
I throw my long hair in a small braid to keep it contained. I nod to myself in the mirror trying to gather all of my courage before I walk out and face that beautiful man.
My day started so normal, and now my normal is completely out of the window. I place my hand on the doorknob and slowly push it open.
The sight of Terror lying in the sweatpants that are tight on him, hugging literally everything, causes me to avert my eyes from something that is pointing at me like a beacon.
I clear my throat and drift my eyes to his stomach where his abs are out, and his sides are covered in tattoos, as well as his chest and arms.
He is way too beautiful to be lying in my bed like that.
But the way he is looking at me right now makes me feel like he is seeing something totally different than the way I see myself.
“The most beautiful fucking thing I have ever seen,” he groans and climbs off the bed. He takes my hand and pulls me hard against his chest. “If you could only see yourself the way I see you right now,” he says softly.
I duck my head at the emotions his words bring, but he doesn’t let me. He puts his finger under my chin, tilting my head back, and I move my hands to rest on his chest.
“You’re too sweet to me,” I whisper, my heart hurting with new emotions that I’ve never felt before.
No one has ever given me butterflies like this nor terrified me like this. It’s not a fear like I’m fearing for my life, no, it’s the fear of the unknown and the new feelings.
I made a promise to myself that I was going to live, but living is scary. But I’d rather live like this than go back to the life I was living.
