Page 95 of Slow Burn

His one hand held the book, and the other rested on her leg, idly stroking her calf.

She turned her phone to show him the book cover. “It’s Born a Crime by Trevor Noah. It’s his take on growing up in apartheid South Africa. I’m hoping it’s educational but will have his humor.”

“He is great on The Daily Show,” Elijah told her, still touching her leg.

“No one is Jon Stewart.”

He chuckled. “And no one will be, but Trevor Noah is still a standout.”

After agreeing on the best show host, they jumped into reading. Hours passed when Elijah placed the bookmark in his book and put it back on the coffee table.

“Are you ready to take a break?” he asked. “You were just laughing, so I figured it was good to end on a high note.”

Exiting the app, she put her phone next to his book. “Look how thoughtful you are.”

“I’m always thinking about you.”

Georgia inched over to him, so she was able to rest her head on his shoulder. “You really got this boyfriend thing down.”

He stiffened. “I’m not too sure about that.”

Was the relationship title too much for him? If so, he was right. They had bigger issues.

“Nash saw you texted me, threatened my life if I hurt you, and I got distracted when I got home and didn’t think to tell you until now.”

This was not what she expected. Getting up from the couch, she walked to the window overlooking the woods. Georgia was jealous he had such an amazing view.

Though, not right now.

Elijah scrambled to be next to her. His hands wrapped around her stomach, his chest to her back. His head dipped down and kissed her shoulder. “I’m sorry, I should’ve told you earlier. I was distracted.”

“What distracted you?”

“Peach, you were naked in my bed. Whenever you’re near me, I swear my brain short-circuits. Please don’t be mad.”

She turned in his arms. “I’m not mad. Nash was going to find out eventually. I was more concerned someone learning you’re in a relationship was going to make you topple over.”

“No toppling here.”

Georgia squeezed him tighter before looking up at him. “Still want to go to a movie?”

The way Elijah’s mouth devoured hers, the two of them going to a movie was off the table. His hands went over her butt, lifting her so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Elijah carried her to his bedroom as she kissed him on the throat.

They were insatiable with each other.

“DO YOU HAVE to sleep at your apartment?”

Elijah wasn’t sure when it happened, but when he wasn’t at work, he was a needy fuck who wanted her by his side.

Lightly, Georgia kissed his nose with a smile. “Yes. I have work tomorrow and need to review my patient notes and prep my schedule. I don’t have scrubs here.”

“You’re right.” He wrapped his arms around her as they sat on the couch. He made a mental note to buy her work clothes for his house. “I’m just a selfish asshole.”

Who would have thought Elijah Barnett was going to be a needy boyfriend?

Not him, that’s for sure.

But being with her was addictive, and he loved it.