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I withdrew my hand out of the heaven it’d been buried in and pulled back. Her eyes were dreamy and her face flushed.

“Let’s go to my bedroom,” I said, my voice rough with desire.

Her eyelids fluttered and the tiniest of frowns made an appearance. “You don’t bring women to your bedroom.”

Talk of other women was a firehose of cold water blasted into my face. I hadn’t expected the rumors going around town to be so specific. I had to stop and think. I’d built the house four years ago. Well after my years with Teagan, and there’d been no one serious.

I hooked up in my dates’ homes, in cars and motels. If I invited anyone to my place, they were either relatives or platonic friends who weren’t ever alone with me.

“I haven’t before, no.” Inviting a date to my home was a line that was crossed when a relationship reached a certain point, and I’d made sure none of mine had after Teagan. How could the entire town know my sex habits? Fuck. I hadn’t prepared for my past to ruin something that could be really good for my future.

She put her hands on both sides of my face. “I didn’t mean to blurt that out. People shouldn’t be talking about you like that, but it still means something.”

The gentleness in her voice clued me in to why it was an issue. The emptiness inside me yawned open. “And you still want me to be the guy you might never see again.”

She dropped her hands to my chest. “I want to see you again, but I don’t know if I’m ready for that responsibility. What if you’ve finally found yourself ready for a relationship when I’m so done with them?”

“I don’t know, Em.” Her hands fisted in my shirt. I didn’t mind. I wanted her anchored to me. Maybe it’d keep the night from ending. “I just know that I don’t want to find just anyone to hang out with. I like being with you. I like making you come.” Her blush returned with a vengeance. “Can that be enough for now?”

“It can, but maybe not tonight?”

Not in my housewas what she meant. The nosy townsfolk had spooked her.

Had they really, though? I was ready for more; she wasn’t. Having sex in my bed might fuck with my mind as much as with hers. I was willing to be patient. “Fair enough.”

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