Page 108 of Finding Storm

My hand circles around to cup the nape of her neck, my thumb pressing gently against her throat.

Her hands come to rest against my chest. One of her palms moving to brush over my nipple, making me shiver.

She smiles against my mouth. “You like that?”

“I like you. And everything you do. Period.” And I mean it.

I don’t say this shit lightly. And there is definitely nothing light about the way I feel for her, especially in such a short space of time.

It’s crazy.

I know it’s crazy.

But I also don’t fucking care.

Because this is everything.

She is everything.

Stevie is the end game as far as I’m concerned.

I just hope she feels the same way about me and that I’m not in this on my own.

It’s mid-morning and a beautiful day. My hand is in Storm’s as we walk back from the grocery store. In his other hand is the bag of groceries. We went to pick a few ingredients up for Gran that she needs to make dinner tonight. He’s also wearing his sunglasses and a baseball cap. The last thing he wants is to be recognized at the grocery store.

I love the feel of his callous palm against my skin. Crazy how such a small act as hand-holding can feel so important.

Storm seems to like to hold my hand. He reaches for it all the time.

I would never have had him down as the touchy-feel kind of guy. But he seems to like touching me. He hasn’t had his hands or mouth off me pretty much since that day on the boat when things shifted from friends to … well …

We haven’t discussed what this is that’s happening between us. But to me, it does feel an awful lot like dating.

I mean, we’ve spent almost all our time together since we met.

But Storm hasn’t said anything, and I definitely will not be bringing the subject up.

And I’m not complaining because I’m liking this … whatever it is that’s between us. It feels natural and right.

It makes me feel happy.

He makes me feel happy.

Am I crazy? For the way I’m feeling about him.

I barely know him but feel like I’ve known him my whole life.

And the chemistry between us is off the charts.

It never felt this way with Josh. We were kids when we got together. But even still, it never felt so right, as I feel the way I do with Storm.

We just click. Like two parts fitting together.

I never believed in soul mates.

But I’m starting to wonder …

And there I am, getting way ahead of myself.