Page 39 of Happily Ever Never

He smiled down at me, and I knew I was making the rightchoice.

He followed me to my house, and I had second and thirdthoughts on the way there.

I could be making a terrible mistake, but why couldn’t Imake that mistake?

Why couldn’t this just be what I wanted? WhatI needed? There was no going back to who we were before this. And, honestly, Ididn’t want it to be that way. I wanted to see what happened in the future. Ihad told myself I wouldn’t date again, but here I was. But for the rightreasons and not because I’d made a promise I should never have made in thefirst place.

I pulled into my garage, and he pulled into the drivewaybehind me. I got out and bit my lip, looking over at him. He strolled towardme, purposeful, but I could still see the hesitancy in his gaze.

“Are you nervous?” I blurted, and he laughed.

He met my gaze, the look in his eyesintent. I wanted to reach out and bite his chin. There was something seriouslywrong with me.

“Fuck, yes, I’m nervous. You makeme nervous, May.”

That made me laugh. “I don’t make anyone nervous.”

“That’s a damn lie. Of course, youdo. You’re gorgeous and brilliant and a wonderful human being. Whenever I’m inyour vicinity, I lose my ability to speak. It’s hard to think when you’rearound, and now here I am at your house, and all I want to do is kiss you andpress you up against the wall to hear you moan.”

I licked my lips. “Oh. It’s a little warm in the garage, soif we’re going to do that, we should probably go inside.” I let out a little meep after saying that, shocked I’d even said that much. Hegrinned.

“Yes, let’s get you comfortable, and then I’m going to kissyou.”

“Okay. If that’s the plan.”

We laughed, but before I could turn, he lifted me into hisarms, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Oh!”

“A good ‘oh?’”

“The best,” I whispered, and then my lips were on his, and Icouldn’t think.

Somehow, we got into the house, the garage door closingbehind us. He pressed my back to the wall just like he wanted, and I moanedinto him as he continued kissing me, slowly running his hands up and down mybody. I still had my legs wrapped around his waist, and I arched into him,needing him.

He bit my lip slightly, then licked away the sting.

“Good?”

“The best,” I whispered.

He continued to kiss me, slowly working his way down my neckand over my shoulder. He tugged the top of my shirt slightly so he could touch moreskin, and it was hard for me to focus on breathing. I wanted to touch him, butin this position, he had me pinned. So, I squirmed slightly, and he moved back,letting my feet hit the floor.

“Where do you want me?” he asked.

“Everywhere,” I said without thinking.

He grinned, and I led him into the living room.

He sat on the couch, and I bit my lip before he patted hislap.

I was blushing from head to toe, but I moved to straddlehim, his thighs thick under me.

“You’re stretching me out a bit this way,” I said and thengroaned. “That’s not exactly what I meant.”

“If we keep doing this, I’ll probably stretch you out inmore ways,” he said and winced. “Okay, that was supposed to sound sexy but itjust sounded weird.”

“Kiss me. We can be weird together.”