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“Okay?” she asks, swiping away at her tears angrily.
“I believe you.”
AJ stares at me for a few moments, her eyes searching my own. “Thank you.”
“Thank you for telling me.”
She nods. “And thank you for telling me about Carrie.”
“I’m sorry it took so long. You deserved to know the moment she left.”
“I did,” she states.
“But I want to do better. I want to be better…for you.”
She reaches forward and sets her hand on my cheek. Her thumb traces my bottom lip. “You already are, Mr. Randall. I just need you to be real and honest with me, okay? Even though it drove me insane that you were alone with her, I trusted you.”
“You have nothing to be jealous about,” I say through my first real deep breath in days. My arms wrap around her and pull her into my body, her scent surrounding me.
“I have everything to be jealous about. Have you seen you?” she asks with a giggle, making me pull back to see her.
“I only want you.” My words are pure and honest and make her eyes sparkle like emeralds. Then, I pull her flush against me, my body sparking to life the way it only does when I’m with her. “I’ve missed you,” I whisper into her hair.
“I’ve missed you, too.”
“I want to kiss you. I want to kiss my girlfriend and show her just how sorry I am for being an asshole.” To punctuate my words, I slide my lips down the long, sexy column of her neck.
“Your girlfriend?” she asks, her lips gently curling upward when my own reach hers.
“Fuck yes, baby. Now that I’ve had you, I can’t let you go. I won’t.”
“I kinda like the sound of that,” she replies, sliding her hand down my chest. All of the blood in my body starts to head toward one concentrated area below my belt.
“You won’t mind being seen in public with a former player?” I ask sarcastically.
“As long as the only playing you’ll be doing is with me.” Her grin is wicked.
“Only you,” I declare just before my lips claim hers–finally.
It’s a kiss of necessity, like breathing. It’s slow and tantalizing as if we’re both savoring the taste and feel of each other, a coming together of two halves, like puzzle pieces. All it takes is her rushed exhale of breath, that deep respire of contentment and satisfaction that makes my blood roar in my ears and my libido kick into overdrive.
My hands are in her hair, fingers tangling with the rubber band that’s pulling it back. I need that little piece of elastic gone and those locks wild and unrestrained. It’s one of my favorite looks, especially when it matches her eyes.
Her nimble fingers grip my shoulders and slide down my arms, squeezing my muscles and making them jump. Soft fingers then move to my chest, where she pushes up my t-shirt and grips my chest. “Fuck, I’ve missed having your hands on me,” I gasp, my breathing harsh.
“I want to touch you. Everywhere.” Her words are the accelerant to the already raging fire that’s lit within. It flames to life, bright and alive, ready to devour everything in its path. And right now, it’s Miss AJ Summer who’s there, my body burning for only her.
My Alison.
“Come with me, baby,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around her and lifting.
“I can walk,” she insists as I lead her into my house, securing all doors before I tote her upstairs. Of course, it takes a hell of a lot longer to complete the task when I pin her against several walls, the entertainment center, and even the refrigerator, to ravish her sweet little mouth, before ascending the stairs.
Her fingers slide into my hair as we enter my bedroom. The sun has set and the moon casts a soft shadow against the dark bedding. It would be the most amazing backdrop, the moon shining off her hair as it’s splayed against my pillow. And that thought stops me in my tracks.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, when I don’t move and stop kissing her.
“I just realized something,” I mumble as her mouth trails down my throat.
