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MOTHER: I leave for New York on Friday.
ME: Have a safe trip. See you when you get back.
Which won’t be for at least a few months if my memory serves me correctly. Enough time for me to process this on my own, the way I need to.
The drive to Eli’s is short and sweet. His house is only ten miles away from the studio, which makes me wish I lived closer. It’s not the drive to work that gets me, it’s the drive home. After a long day it would be nice if I didn’t have to sit in my car for an hour, fight traffic, and pray I don’t fall asleep from pure exhaustion.
“Hey,” Eli says as he opens the front door.
“Hi,” I state, pushing onto my tiptoes and kissing him on the cheek.
“That’s all I get?” he teases, wrapping me into his arms and pulling me across the threshold, then kicking the door closed behind me in one swift motion. “I was hoping for something a little more dramatic.”
“You’re the actor, not me, remember?”
“Yes, but you know how to act. It’s a choice that you’re on the other side of the camera.”
“It is, and I want to keep it that way.”
“There are no cameras here. Show me what you got.” Releasing me and taking a step back, the challenge in Eli’s eyes matches the grin on his face. “Kiss me like you mean it.”
Slowly walking around him, I let my purse fall off my shoulder, landing with a thud on the oak wood floors. Lifting my hand, I place a finger on his shoulder, barely touching him as I continue to circle where he’s standing, dragging my finger behind me slowly. As I come to stand in front of him again, I place both of my hand on his chest. Flattening my palms so I can feel the beat of his heart, I stare deep into Eli’s eyes. They’re burning with desire, and as my lips get closer and closer to his, I feel his resolve breaking.
The moment our lips meet, he loses all control. The fire inside of him ignites. His hands grip my hips, pulling my body against his. He deepens the kiss, taking control, and I let him. When I wrap my arms around his neck, he slips his hand beneath my ass and lifts me.
“You drive me crazy,” he murmurs between kisses, his lips barely leaving mine as he speaks.
“You like it.”
What I should have said is I like it. The way he consumes me. The fact that I have this affect on him. How I can turn a normally composed version of Eli into a hormonal teenager with a single touch. Because that’s what he does to me. One look and I’m putty in his arms. A kiss and I’m begging him for more with my body.
And we haven’t even slept together yet. I can only imagine how mind-blowing that experience is going be when it finally happens.
“Hell yes I do,” he growls in response as my back hits the hard wood of the front door. Eli captures the moan that tries to escape, devouring it along with all my fears, uncertainty, and concerns.
This man is going to be my undoing. I’m in so deep there’s no turning back now. Falling for Eli Simms may not have been on my agenda, but it’s happened, and as he kisses me, I pray I don’t regret letting him in.
Because I’m falling in love with him. He was right earlier; I may not have meant to say it but somewhere down deep I meant it.
I love Eli Simms.
