“It is the third house on the left.” Her voice brings me out of my dirty thoughts. I smile at her, pull over to the curb, and turn the engine off.
“Nice place.”
“Thank you. Umm, would you like to come in for a coffee?” she says while holding eye contact.
I see the hope there and I am going to kick my own arse tomorrow after this.
“I would love nothing more than to come in and have a drink, but I don’t think I can control myself around you tonight. You look sexy as fuck, and I need to take this slow now that you are back in my life. I do not want to scare you away, honey.” I say with a husky voice.
She holds my gaze for a few more seconds, before nodding in understanding.
“Okay then. Well, thank you for the lift home, Theo.” She opens the car door, but I reach for her wrist stopping her.
“Let me walk you to the door.” She nods her head.
I climb out and walk around to her side of the car. Snow covers the ground, giving off that romantic film vibe, I can’t help but chuckle to myself.
Erin looks at me but I say nothing, just smile at her.
Placing my hand on the small of her back, I walk her to the red wooden door with a brightly lit Christmas wreath hanging on it. I remember Erin always loving Christmas when we were younger, and I guess that not much has changed.
The large bay windows on either side of the door, both have bright white lights around the edge and pretty different size Christmas presents hanging across the window. I smile at the fact that even from the outside this house feels homely; warm, and inviting.
My stomach knots at the thought of how my own house is looking plain, boring and unwelcoming with no Christmas decorations at all. I have never had a reason or person to decorate for, but maybe that will change from now on.
I turn my head and look back to Erin, who is looking for her keys in her bag, she is muttering to herself which takes me back to our school days, she was always muttering to herself. Always had her head buried in a book.
“Sweetheart, are you okay there?” I ask her with amusement lacing my voice.
“How can I lose my keys in a bag so bloody small.” She chuckles. “Oh there they are,” she smiles up at me and turns to open the door. The smell of burning wood assaults my senses; taking a deep breath and taking in the Christmas smell.
“I had a great time tonight, Theo. Thank you for turning up.” She smiles. “Between work and Lauren, it is hard to meet men, so I think tonight was meant to happen, don’t you think?”
“I had a great time too. I will admit that I hated the idea of a blind date but seeing you again, does make me think that it was meant to happen between us. Fuck, Erin.” I take a step closer to her and cup her cheek.
Her eyes widen, her lips part, and my cock twitches behind the zipper.
“The old feelings have come rushing back and damn it I want you all over again. Do you know how much of a crush I had on you in school? I am not that shy boy anymore, that girls overlooked.”
“I never overlooked you, Theo, you never spoke to me either,” she explains and I nod in agreement.
“I know, babe. Today, I am telling you now, that I am a man who knows what hewants,andgetswhat he wants. And fucking hell I want you, Erin Willows.” I say with a growl.
My cock is getting harder with every second I am around this beautiful woman, the one I lusted after for years. Even when I was sleeping with random women over the years, I have never felt how Erin is making me feel right now.
“Maybe we can meet up next weekend and do something together. I can get a babysitter for Lauren. I would like to see you again, Theo.” She tells me.
The thought of seeing her again makes my heart race and my dick jerk. Dipping my head forward, I take her mouth with mine, tasting her plump lips and feeling their softness. My arm snakes around her waist and pulls her against me and deepen the kiss.
My tongue seeks entry into her warm delectable mouth. A jolt of electricity runs through me as our tongues meet. Erin wraps her hands around my neck pulling me closer and gives into thekiss as much as me. We kiss for fuck knows how long but I am the one to break away, leaving us both breathless.
Leaning my forehead against hers, I close my eyes and take in her scent. Our breathing is coming out in short heavy pants. Our warm breaths are visible in the cold night. I open my eyes and smile at her.
“We will most definitely do something next week. I will call you, and we can arrange something. Give me your phone,” I demand.
She hands it over, and I add my number into her contacts. I call my phone so that I have her number. Once I have handed her back her phone and lean in for one more kiss, savouring her softness and taste.
I can’t get enough of her.
