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His hand takes mine and brings it to his lips before resting it back on his thigh, not letting go. “I don’t think that’s what I want anymore.”
“I don’t know, sounds like a good opportunity. What do you want, if you don’t take over the office?” He squeezes my hand three times. “Dylan, that isn’t an answer.”
“I’m thinking of the big picture. I want to be able to work from home, so I can be there for our—my kids.” He clears his throat. “My kids, I want to work from home for…oh fuck it. Yeah, I slipped up there.” He pulls off the highway.
“Why are we stopping? We are only fifteen minutes from home.” I don’t really want to have a serious conversation about this in his car. It feels rushed.
“I want to talk about this.”Damn it.
“Ok…what do you want to talk about?”
“This, you and me. I am thinking long term, E. Fuck, if you suggested we run off to Vegas right now, I would do it. I want to make plans that include you and your boys. If I take this position, it means long hours and I won’t be around as much as I want to. I want to work from home so I can have more time with you.”Well, shit.
“Then answer me this—if I wasn’t in the picture, would you take over the office?”
He ponders for a moment before answering. “I don’t know. Part of me wonders if I would be any good at it.”
“Are you serious? Of course you would be! You would be perfect for it; they would be lucky to have you. But only do it if you want to. You are too valuable to be wasting away years, working a job you hate.” I don’t want him to miss out on this opportunity because of me.
“I don’t want it. There are more important things in my life than taking on more work responsibilities. I don’t need the money, so what’s the point?…I don’t know. You think I should take it?”
“That’s not what I’m saying. If you want it, do it. If you don’t, then don’t. Just be sure it’s for the right reasons…which shouldnotbe—”
He interrupts, “Let me guess. Not be you? I can’t think of a better reason.”
“This—whatever this is—it's new. What if things don’t work out and you miss a chance at something you wanted?” He’s not getting it.
He answers in a way I should have expected, but didn’t—he leans in and kisses me softly. I melt into him, even though it's not the rational option. When he pulls back, his sexy dimples are right back where they belong.Wait, no, I’m mad at him!“E, you’re adorable.”
“Adorable? I am a lot of things, adorable isn’t one of them.” I cross my arms over my chest.
“I’m not taking the job, but the fact that you think I could…it means a lot.”
“Ok.” I sigh, knowing he won't budge on this, at least not right now.
“Come on, let’s get home.” He pulls me in, bringing his lips to mine.
I pull away, no matter how much I don’t want to. “Dylan, you just said we need to get home. We can’t just make out in your car all morning.”
“Are you sure?” He wiggles his eyebrows before taking my hand and driving back onto the highway.
We make it the rest of the way to my house, where he gathers my bag from the trunk, and walks me inside. As soon as I enter, I feel the air change between us. It's heavy and I don’t want it to be. Once he sets down my bag, I go to him, pulling him to me. I don’t want his gentle kisses. I want him to take what he wants from me. As if he can sense it, he deepens our kiss, our tongues fighting for dominance as he pushes me up against the wall. He is kissing me like this is our last—but this isn’t goodbye. I pull back and try to assess why his kisses feel desperate and not his hot sexy ones I had all weekend. “Dylan? Dylan, wait. What’s wrong?”
There is so much sadness in his eyes when he replies, “I just had the most amazing weekend with the most extraordinary woman I have ever known—but now I have to go back to life and responsibilities, without you.” With a small smile, he continues jokingly, “Quick! Let’s get back in the car and go back!”
I can’t help but laugh at the faux impulsivity. My eyes search his, feeling the need to reassure him. “Nothing has to change. I mean, sure, life is crazy with work and kids, but I want to make this work. After this weekend, I feel like I am ready for…whatever this is.”
He peppers slow soft kisses on my cheek, my neck, then back up to my lips. “When can I see you again?”
I am now incredibly turned on from having his mouth on me, I need a moment to think before answering. “I, uh, I’m meeting my friend for drinks on Tuesday, so maybe Wednesday if I can get a sitter?”
He groans into my neck. “It's going to be the longest three days of my life.”
“Well…yes, but absence makes the heart grow fonder!”
Chapter twenty-one
Dylan
