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He swallows thickly. “I want.”

Yes!“Me, too.”

“But I want my career back on track, too.”

I nod and wait for him to add something about putting me second or not having enough time for both.

“I’ll be honest, I’d given up on us.”

I nod again because I’m not quite ready to speak without my voice cracking.

“You’ve been pretty unavailable the past two weeks and I didn’t like that. I didn’t know what to think.”

“I’m sorry about that. I was wrong to shut you out, but when I left for New Jersey I wasn’t sure of your feelings for me, and then when I saw the picture of you with Hannah Mills, I thought the worst. About you and about myself. FYI, I googled her and I know it was nothing.” I pause to catch my breath. “Still, when I got the job in Sacramento, I was relieved I had something else to focus on. I buried myself in work so I wouldn’t have to deal with these intense feelings.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Go on.”

“You’re my favorite person ever,” I blurt out. “When I look at you it’s like nothing else exists but the two of us. I’m sorry I made you think differently. It won’t happen again.”

One side of his mouth curls up. “What do you know. You’re my favorite, too.” He laces our fingers together. “I want it all, Webster. The career, the girl, and so much more.”

“Yeah? How much more?”

“I’m not going to scare you off, am I?”

“No.” I shake my head. “But…”

“But what?”

“That doesn’t mean I’m not scared. Because I am. More than I’ve ever been before. I tried really hard not to fall in love with you, and it didn’t work. I’d rather have all two hundred and six of my bones break than have my heart broken again, so you better not even think about it. My dad told me to find a heart big enough for my love and I pick yours and give you mine. No takebacks. I—”

His hand swiftly moves to the back of my head and he tugs my mouth to his. His lips aren’t like sugar, they’re better. He fastens us together with a kiss that reaches everywhere inside me. It’s passionate. Earnest. Unlike all our other kisses, this one promisesmore. His tongue slips between my lips, tasting and possessing and stealing all the breath out of my lungs.

“I love you, too,” he murmurs, resting his forehead against mine.

We stay like that for several beats, until he pulls back. Lines crease the corners of his eyes, telling me he’s in pain. More kissing will have to sit tight until post-surgery when he’s feeling better.

“I will never break any part of you. You put the kind of meaning in my life that only comes around once in a lifetime. Those other guys? They were just so you’d know what true love feels like—with me.”

I nod. And blink. And swallow the emotion lodged deep in the back of my throat, in my bones, in the special place in my heart that’s been waiting for Finn. He’s right. All my experiences led me to here. “So, we’re doing this,” I finally say, quietly but surely.

“You bet your gorgeous ass we are. No takebacks.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

#GrandSlam

Three weeks later…

Finn

Ibrush mythumb over Chloe’s full bottom lip, relishing how soft the skin is against my harder fingertip. My other hand grips the smooth slope of her waist with minimal discomfort as she rides my dick. Not that I’d stop if it hurt. Hell no. This is our first time since my surgery and no amount of pain is ending this before we orgasm.

“Chloe,” I growl, when she slows her movements. “Don’t you dare stop.”

“Am I hurting you?”

“Only if you stop.”

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