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“Good.” I nibble on the lobe of her ear, tasting her and the rain. “You drive me fucking crazy, too.”
She turns around in my hold, placing both palms on my chest. “Do you ever intend on stopping?”
“Never, princess.” I pause. “You said you were leaving, why didn’t you?”
“It was raining.”
“That’s all?”
“You know, it was pouring the day I lost my mum. Since then, I’ve hated rainy days. Until...” She glances at me with a strange vulnerability. “You showed me how to enjoy it again. Thank you.”
No. Thank you, Dad.
I run my fingers through her wet hair, pushing the wet strands off her face. “So you owe me one, huh?”
She hits my chest. “You just needed to turn the situation in your favour, didn’t you?”
“What did you expect?”
“Fine, what do I owe you?”
“Your sketchpad.”
“No,” she says defensively, her cheeks flushing even under the rain.
I laugh. Asking for her sketchpad is only a formality. I already went through it a few times when she was struggling to finish her laps in the park.
Hell, when I don’t sleep, I spend the entire night watching the sketch I stole at her house and imagining her concentrated expression.
“Pick something else,” she tells me.
“But I want the sketchpad.”
“Pick something else or you’re not getting anything.”
“Let’s start by dancing in the rain.”
“Start?” She chuckles. “What happens afterwards?”
“See, that’s your problem, princess. You need to learn how to stop thinking about afterwards.” I pull her into me by the waist, my morning wood pressing into the bottom of her stomach. “Live the moment.”
A soft gasp tears past her lips and she stares up at me with wide, lust-filled eyes. “You’ll ruin me.”
I lick her upper lip over her cupid bow. “I promise you’ll love every second of it.”
Her breath hitches. “What if I don’t?”
“You’ll never forget the experience, anyway.”
“Can’t you be nice?”
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sp; “I am fucking nice.” I suck her lower lip into my mouth.
She pulls away, smiling. “You can lie and tell me you’ll try and take it easy on me.”
I laugh and for the first time in years, the sound is genuine. “I’ll never take it easy on you. If anything, I’ll be more persistent.”
