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She’s here… why?
What she said earlier was pretty clear and if it’s to explain, I don’t want to hear it.
“Can I come in?” she asks.
“Sure.” I swing the door wider so she can come inside.
She’s wearing a little jacket over a summer dress that hugs her perfect body that I don’t fail to notice has only improved with the years.
She was fucking perfect before and now she looks like a goddess in full bloom.
It’s added torture to screw with me.
When I close the door and face her she tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and presses her lips together.
“You remembered where the house is,” I state. I can’t help the edge of sarcasm that lurks in my comment.
“Of course I remember.”
“Cool. Something I can do for you?”
Her lips part and she looks like she’s gearing up to give me some excuse. I smile and chuckle. Salvatore is right I need to home in on who the fuck I am and stop pussyfooting around shit. That’s what I need to do.
“I came to apologize. I didn’t mean to …” She stops talking and glances down at the carpet then her gaze climbs right back up to meet mine.
“Doll, I get it. There’s not a lot to not get, you don’t feel the same way about me. I’m a tough guy I can take it.” That comment of mine was to throw her, test her, test the deep end of the water instead of treading carefully to the shallow first.
“I just needed to explain so you understand that I don’t mean to sound so harsh or anything.”
“It is what it is, goddess, what the fuck else can it be besides what it is? No need to come checking I understand that you don’t want me anymore.”
She just stares at me like she did earlier with that half-dazed expression like she’s trying to figure out her next move. Her next words.
“It’s not like that.”
Yes, I’m kind of inclined to believe it isn’t like that either because I’m fairly certain that when I was kissing her she was kissing me back. It wasn’t just me kissing her.
I step closer into her personal space and make sure I have her attention as I stare her down.
“Then what was it like? Maybe that’s the part you need to break down for me,” I challenge.
Her gaze drops to my lips and her cheeks flush that soft rose color they always did when she was nervous.
“I…” Her breath catches and those full soft lips of hers part and the same desire that courses through me reflects in her eyes.
It’s the fucking same and I know I should understand she’s been through a lot but selfishness takes over and I remember the Gabe I used to be. There’s no way in hell that I’ll have this doll in front of me telling me shit when it’s clear from the look in her eyes that she wants me too, just as much as I want her. So instead of savoring the triumph I should feel that I’m actually more pissed than I was to begin with.
She went through hell I’m sure, it’s a given.
I went through hell too.
I step forward and instinct must make her step backward. A little gasp escapes her lips when I smooth my hand up her neck and catch her chin, getting a firm hold so she can look me in the eyes and explain what she needs to.
“I’m waiting, you know I’m a busy man. Always have been so explain it to me. If it’s not what I think, then what is it, doll? What the fuck is it?”
She continues her stare and I tighten my grip on her doll-like face. I get up real close to her so my nose brushes against hers and what I see in her eyes is a mingle of fear and raw desire.
“Can’t say it can you?” I jeer, brushing my lips over hers. She feels so damn good on my lips I have to taste her, again. I run my tongue over the edge of her lip and she melts against me, against my grasp and hold on her.
