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So I continue to touch her exposed skin with the side of my finger, down the hollow of her throat and into the top of her chest. I stop before I get anywhere close to her tits, even though I wouldn’t mind copping a feel. But it won’t be like this. When I cop a feel, she’ll be fully awake and begging for it.

“Angel, wake up. It’s already after one.”

“It is?” she asks through a yawn.

“Yeah, you should head home and crash. You have AJ’s birthday celebration tomorrow.”

“I wish you were going,” she whispers, still not opening her eyes.

“Me too.” And that’s the truth.

Slowly, she starts to sit up, moving those sleepy green eyes my way. I stand up first, reaching down and helping her off the couch. She stands directly in front of me, our bodies close enough to touch. She looks tired, yet so alive at the same time. I’ll be honest, I’m digging that look on her face right now. It’s raw and hungry.

Together, we walk towards the door. I wait until she grabs her keys and phone, her hand automatically retrieving the key to open her door.

“Thank you for dinner,” she whispers.

“You’re welcome, angel. Sleep tight,” I say, reaching up and grabbing that dark brown strand of hair that always falls in her face. Gently, I move it behind her ear, trailing the tip of my finger against her cheek as I go. I fucking love touching her. I can’t get enough.

She doesn’t say a word, just stares up at me with those big green eyes that make my heart feel like it’s salsa dancing in my chest. Before I even realize I’m on the move, I’ve got her pinned between my body and the door. Abby inhales sharply, but not in a way that conveys fear or worry. No, this is in shock, yes, but also in desire. Raw need and lust flush my entire body rapidly, the same look that’s reflecting in her eyes.

Pressing her into the wooden door, I lean ever so slightly into her body. “Go out with me.”

Her breath hitches against my lips. “We go out all the time.”

Shaking my head, I let my hand slide from her jaw into her hair. “Not as friends. Go out with me.”

“Out with you out with you? Like a date?” Her words hitch at the same time her body arches against me.

“Yeah, like a date.”

Her hypnotic green eyes search mine. I hope she sees my resolve, my loyalty, and my passion for her in the depths of my hazel ones.

“I’m not sure that’s such a good idea,” she whispers hesitantly.

“I think it’s the best idea I’ve ever had. I think we should go out, as a couple and not just friends. I think we owe it to ourselves to see what’s been happening between us lately. I know you feel it. It’s written in your eyes, angel. Go out with me.”

She searches my face more, her mind clearly weighing the pros and cons. I’m just about to give her more to add to the pro list, when she surprises both of us. “Okay.” Her mouth falls open and her eyes widen after she says it.

“No taking that back,” I quip, moving my hand from the hair behind her ear down her neck. “Next Saturday night. I’ll be off and can take you on the date you deserve.”

She closes her eyes and leans her head slightly into my hand. When she opens them again, she asks, “Are you sure?”

“Never been more sure of anything in my life,” I tell her honestly.

“Then I’ll see you Saturday night.”

“Oh, you’ll see me before Saturday, sweetheart. I’m still your best friend, Abs. You’ll still be inundated with my stupid texts and horrible jokes. I still expect you to watch car restoration shows and The Brady Bunch with me. Just because I’m taking you out next weekend doesn’t mean our friendship ends. We’re just enhancing it,” I tell her with a smile, to which she comes back with her own.

“Enhancing it. I like that.”

“And I like that you said yes.” Forcing myself to take a step back, I let go of the hold I have on her, breaking the connection. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“‘Kay.”

“‘Night, Abby.”

“‘Night, Levi.”

Smiling, I watch as she steps out of my apartment and crosses the hall to her own. She slides her key into the keyhole and takes a step inside, but doesn’t completely close the door. Instead, she glances back my way, a small smile playing on the corner of her lips.

Fuck, I can’t wait for next Saturday.

The day I finally make my girl mine.

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