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“We’re not married.”
I shrugged. “Details, details. Not being married doesn’t change a damn thing for me.” I took her hand and put it over my chest. “You feel that? It beats for you, because it belongs to you. If you leave, if you ever wanted to end this, you’d be taking it with you. It won’t be of use to anyone else, because I don’t want anyone else.”
Ginger closed her hand into a fist then opened it again in slow motion. The tips of her fingers brushed against my flesh as she repeated the motion three more times before pulling her hand away.
“I want to get to a point where I don’t flake out. Where the little things are just that, instead of the bigger deal I make them into. And I thought I was. I want to be. You deserve to have a girlfriend that’s not so erratic.”
“Hey. It’s not a big deal. Like I said, we’re navigating this together. So, you flake out, as you call it. I don’t care as long as you do what you did. Stay and work through it. ‘Cuz let me tell ya, I can’t guarantee that more stupid shit won’t come out of my mouth. And when that happens, cuss at me, throw shit at my head, slam doors, whatever. Just don’t leave.”
Ginger moved, sliding into my lap. I sat back to accommodate her.
“I'm sorry for that.”
“Baby, stop apologizing. I'm just glad you came back. I was getting ready to come after you when you walked back in.”
“You were?”
“Hell yeah. You took off with my heart. I kinda need it to live.”
I slipped my hand under her shirt and ran my fingers up and down her back. She rested her head on my shoulder and placed light kisses on the side of my neck.
“I won't try to leave again. I want to be here. To be with you.”
“I want you here. Going to sleep with you curled up beside me is the best thing ever. You're a perfect fit.”
She sat up to look at me. “What?”
“You women call it spooning, but the way your body fits curled up next to mine is a perfect fit.” I moved my hand down to the curve of her ass. “Not too much. Not too little. Just right.”
She laughed. “I didn't know it was possible for you to think a woman could have too much ass.”
“Well, in most cases no, but for sleeping, if it's too thick then it’s hard to really get close and comfortable.”
“How much time have you spent trying to find the ‘just right,’ Goldilocks? Wait, nevermind. I don’t think I really want to know how many asses you’ve tested out.”
She tried to move off my lap, but I held her in place. “Aww, baby, don’t be jealous. It’s not like that.”
“It sure sounds like you’ve been on the hunt.”
“No. I wasn’t looking, but the moment I had it, I knew. That very first night you stayed here with me I knew I never wanted to sleep without you again.”
Ginger straddled me, and put her hands on either side of my face. She leaned forward and gave me a soft kiss. “I think that can be arranged.”
I grinned and slid my hands down to her waist, rocking her forward. “What are you saying?”
“Well, you like sleeping with me. I like sleeping with you. You want me here, and I want to be here, so maybe I can stay…on a more permanent basis.”
She squealed when I flipped us so that she was laying beneath me. I smiled down at her, enjoying the radiant one she gave me in return. The look of joy and happiness on her face made my heart swell.
“You wouldn’t be playing with my emotions would you?”
She bit her lip and shook her head. I placed a kiss on the side of her neck, and ran my tongue up to her earlobe. I caught the tender flesh between my teeth. “You sore?”
She wrapped her legs around my waist. “A little bit.”
“Too sore to celebrate?”
She shook her head.
