Page 105 of His to Love

He laughed softly, leaned down, and brushed his lips against mine. My body did that full body quiver it always did when he kissed me back to my ear, and then I gasped when he whispered, “Someday, I’m going to give you a new last name. And it all starts with you moving in with me.”

I swallowed, shocked, but not shocked. I knew a month ago…I knew the day I saw Tyson on the plane to Denver and after that first night we had dinner together that if we ever did get back together, what he was implying was exactly where I wanted us to end up.

I pressed my hands into his short black hair and tugged him off me, smiling. Then I winked. “Someday, I’m going to let you.”

“I love you, Gabriella Bluejay,” he whispered when he saw that I was serious, and that I not only meant it, but I wanted it.

I let all that play out on my face and licked my lips.

“I’ve never loved another besides you, Tyson. Can’t imagine why I’d ever want to love another.”

His feigned a scowl, slowly slid out of me, and stood. Then he held out his hand and smiled. “Come on. We need to get to Chelsea’s before she wonders where we went.”

I was learning that having a group of girlfriends meant that there was nothing sacred in regards to relationships. We shared, and we shared frequently about how good our men were in and out of bed.

I had no doubt Chelsea knew exactly where I was and why we were late.

Still, I didn’t care.

I let Tyson pull me out of bed before I rolled to my toes and kissed his lips.

I had a life to begin living and enjoying and I didn’t want to miss a minute more.