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But I could show him how I felt without words.
I kissed him deeply, the emotion of the moment threatening to overwhelm me.
I couldn’t think of a time when anyone had done something so nice for me, had made me feel so special.
Made me really feel special.
It wasn’t the cost of the house, which I wouldn’t even begin to try to guess at.
No, it was that he paid attention to me, how he knew what I liked.
How he cared about what I liked.
It struck me then how much he cared about me.
Things were complicated between us, but despite all that, I mattered to him.
That meant more than I could ever say with words.
I broke the kiss and stared into his eyes, my emotions threatening to overcome me, words I was too terrified to say there on the tip of my tongue.
I sensed a similar emotion in him, and the moment deepened, intensified, and took on a meaning that I don’t think either one of us was ready to confront, but that both of us understood.
I blinked, and in the space of that motion, the moment changed.
He kissed me again, softly, brushing his lips against first my cheek, my mouth, then my lips.
The caress was barely there, but I could sense the restraint, the passion, and it made me weak in the knees.
But that didn’t matter.
Because he was there, would hold me up.
He had anchored his arm around my waist, but then loosened, and led me to the kitchen.
“Up you go,” he said, a light smile on his face.
I chuckled to myself, and in less than a second, he had lifted me up on to the quartz countertop.
Then pushed up the dress I was wearing.
The countertop was cold, but his hands touching my skin, roaming my thighs, more than made up for it.
He loomed above me, huge, handsome.
Mine.
I wanted to close my eyes against that thought, not wanting to go there, feeling like I wasn’t ready. But he held my gaze for a long moment, and I held his, the communication passing between us silent but intense.
He tucked his fingers in my waistband and pulled my underwear down.
I giggled, and he returned the smile.
I still marveled at that, how things between us drifted from intense to silly.
Even more, I was awed by the connection.
At the base of it, despite all of the things that happened, we fit together.
