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She lowered her head until her lips met mine. The kiss was slow and sweet, leaving me aching for her.
She ground over me. “Can you hold out?”
“I want to. I don’t want you to regret us.” I may not be able to give her forever, but I could make sure I took care of her heart while I had it.
She smiled. “You’re such a good guy.”
“And you want me to be bad.”
She nodded. “Kinda.”
Rumpled and sated from her orgasms, she was adorable. I tugged gently on her hair. “It will be better if we wait.”
Her nose scrunched. “If tonight is anything to go by, it’s going to be earth-shattering whenever we do it.”
“I have to agree.” My fingers tangled in her hair, bringing her down to meet my mouth. This girl was as sweet as her smoothies.
I’d never felt anything close to the emotion swelling in my chest. I’d loved Delilah like a kid with his first crush, and it morphed into a typical steady relationship. Easy and dependable. Not passionate or messy.
I never let another woman in. I was ashamed of the person I’d become, not wanting them to see under my rough exterior. If Remi got a hint of my past, she probably wouldn’t want anything to do with me. I wasn’t the stand-up guy she thought I was. I couldn’t be there for her like she deserved.
I enjoyed the feel of her in my lap, her hair surrounding us, making a cocoon I never wanted to come out of. Then her stomach rumbled.
“Pizza?” she asked softly before sliding off my lap.
“I’ll cut it,” I said, following her into the kitchen, taking the pizza slicer from her hands.
I cut perfect squares, placing them on a plate she pulled from the cupboard. I took the food into the living room and sat on the couch.
She followed, holding two bottles of beer. She sat next to me, close enough for me to feel her heat and smell the citrusy scent that seemed to follow her everywhere.
Picking up the remote, she turned on the TV, surfing until she found a movie. We ate pizza and watched TV until her head rested heavily on my shoulder.
I lifted her, carrying her back to bed. It was the perfect opportunity to slip out. We hadn’t established a relationship, but I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want her to wake with her hand sliding over cool sheets while she wondered if last night meant anything to me. Because it did.
After cleaning up the food and sliding in next to her, I remembered Scout. He’d be okay if I went home early in the morning. He was used to my long and crazy hours.
With Remi gathered in my arms, her ass pressed against my dick, I drifted off, feeling light and free and hopeful for the first time since college.
* * *
The next morning, I woke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee.
“Wake up, sleepyhead,” Remi called before bouncing on the bed next to me.
I rolled over, shielding my eyes from the bright light.
“Sorry. I love mornings so much that I don’t bother using curtains. And I don’t usually have overnight guests.”
Pleased she didn’t have a lot of guys over, I teased, “I guess blackout curtains are out of the question.”
Her answering laugh had me opening my eyes to see her hair piled on top of her head, her tits covered with my shirt, and her face bright with amusement.
“I went through my whole yoga and meditation routine while you snored.”
“I don’t snore.” My voice was gravelly from sleep, and I sounded grumpy as hell, even though I was anything but.
She smacked my arm. “You do. Don’t worry, it was a beautiful soundtrack to my morning meditation.”
