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“Emma, please let me in.”
“Go away, Sawyer.”
“You forgot something in there that belongs with me,” he yelled.
Of course I did. “Well, it must not be that important if you’ve lived without it for several days. If I find it, I’ll mail it to you,” I shouted back.
“Em,” his voice turned low, “she’s the most important thing to me and I don’t want to live without her anymore.”
I leaned my forehead against the door and breathed in and out several times.
“It’s you, by the way, if you didn’t catch on to that,” he said when I didn’t respond.
“How can you say that? You can’t even stand the thought of kissing me.”
“Are you crazy? All I’ve wanted to do for the last year is kiss you.”
“Friday morning in my bed, when you touched my stomach, it grossed you out so much you didn’t kiss me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. That morning in your bed, all I thought was how warm and soft you were and how I wanted to touch every part of you. I knew if I kissed you, I wouldn’t want to stop, and I didn’t want you to think that’s the only reason I wanted you because it’s not even close to the truth.”
Whoa. Whoa. I felt like I was going to internally combust. Was he saying what I thought he was saying? “You want to have sex with me?”
“When the time is right, I want to make love to you, Em, all day, every day.”
“We would take snack breaks and naps, right? I mean, that could get exhausting and you know how much I love food. And we both have jobs.”
“Em,” he chuckled, “will you please open the door?”
I rubbed the door taking in deep breaths and letting them out. “Sawyer, you didn’t believe me,” I choked out.
He paused. “I’m sorry. I’ve been waiting so long to tell you how I feel about you, but between you grieving your mother and our parents doing their thing, it seemed like I was never going to get my chance. I kept waiting for you to come to terms with our family situation because I was afraid you wouldn’t give us a shot until you did. So, when everything blew up last weekend, I thought I would never get my chance. I’m sorry. I didn’t want to believe those things about my family. But I’ve always believed in you, Em.”
I clasped my hands together and prayed this was all true. “How do you feel about me?”
“Open the door and find out.”
The internal struggle was real. More than anything, I wanted to whip that door open, but I had been here before—just when I thought things would work out, the curse of my last name struck. I was afraid if I opened the door I’d have an aneurysm, or maybe a plane would fall out of the sky and land on my house. Or worse, Sawyer would hold out his hand and be like, psych, we’re only friends. But he did say someday he wanted to make love to me.
“Open the door!” That was my mother, not Sawyer.
I looked up and smiled. You’re so pushy.
I took a deep breath and unlocked the door. Before I could open it all the way, Sawyer pushed his way in and picked me up. His lips crushed mine before I knew what was happening. I caught on real quick as I savored the feel of his warm lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his body, drawing myself as close to him as I could. His tongue parted my lips while he backed me up against my wall, knocking a picture down. Amid the crashing glass he groaned hungrily as his tongue delved deeper and his hands ran through my hair. He tasted every bit as good as I thought he would—sweet and savory, my favorite combination.
“Em,” he breathed out my name, exciting me. He began trailing kisses down my neck. His warm, sensuous lips made me gasp. He kissed the hollow of my neck before making his way back up where he kissed the corner of my mouth. He paused to peer into my eyes while brushing away some of the happy tears gliding down my cheek. “You’re so beautiful. I love you.”
I could hardly believe my ears. “Well, that escalated quickly.”
He chuckled before kissing my nose. “I was hoping for a different response.”
“Oh. Did I forget to mention that I love you? So much.” I could hardly say it without choking up.
“I’m glad to hear you say that, because you’ve never told me how to walk on water.”
“I thought you forgot.”
He rested his warm hand on my cheek and I leaned into it. “Never. I was only waiting for the right moment to ask you out again.”
“Is this the right moment?”
