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“You and I both know that a game of Monopoly can go on forever.” I watch her as she swallows hard, processing my words. She knows exactly what I’m trying to say. My girl is smart as hell.
“Forever is a long time, Spencer.” Her tone tells me she wants to believe me, but she’s still not certain.
I drop her bag to the floor and pull her into my arms. “I’m not sure even that would be long enough.”
“You have to stop that.” Her cheeks turn a beautiful shade of pink.
“Stop what?”
“Making me fall harder for you.”
“Never.” Leaning down, I place my shoulder at her belly and lift her in the air. She squeals with laughter as she smacks my ass. Bending, I grab her bag and start up the stairs. With every day that passes, I watch her walls crumble a little more. Brick by brick, she’s allowing me to get close to her, and that’s an honor I take seriously.
“I can walk.” She’s laughing, and the sound bounces off the walls as we make our way upstairs. Less than ten minutes here, and she’s putting her mark on my home.
Putting her mark on me.
I don’t stop until I’m in my bedroom. I decide we need to shower and save water. We should do it together. I keep going until I’m inside the master bath and placing her sexy ass on the counter.
“Wow. This looks like a spa. And that tub….” Her eyes find mine. “I’m jealous.”
“What’s mine is yours, Charlie. You can take a bath here whenever you want.” It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her that she can move in and take one every single night or day or whenever it suits her, but I bite back the reply. I know I’m coming on strong already. I told myself I would go slow and not push her away, but the more time we spend together, the more I don’t know if I can stand by that promise.
“There you go making more promises.”
“You want a bath?”
“Maybe.” She looks at the tub longingly.
My plans to run my soapy hands all over her body will have to wait. “I’ll start it for you. I don’t have any bubble bath or any other girly items. You should tell me what you like, and I’ll make sure to have it next time.”
“Spencer, stop.” She lifts her hands and frames my face. “I’m here with you. I want to be here. You don’t have to keep up with this nice-guy charm you have going on.”
“This is what you do to me, Charlie. I’m not this guy. I don’t say all the cheesy lines. I don’t invite women to my home, and I sure as fuck don’t make them promises. Just you, Charlie girl. You bring this out in me. I’m not playing games with you. I just— I want to give you everything.”
“It’s kind of fast, don’t you think?”
“No. It’s been ten years, Charlotte. Ten years ago, I saw you sitting in that auditorium, all this gorgeous auburn hair, and I wanted you. I’ve wasted so much time on assumptions with you, and I don’t want to lose another minute. Never again will I hold back where you’re concerned. I’ll never not speak my mind. I don’t want to lose another ten years of time that I could be loving you.” Her eyes widen, and I curse inwardly.
“Spencer—” she starts, but it’s obvious that she’s having a hard time finding the words.
“Get naked, baby. I’ll start your bath.” I move away from her, but she reaches out and snags my wrist. I stop and give her my eyes.
“Will you take one with me? It’s big enough for both of us, right?”
This fucking woman.
“Yeah, Charlie. It’s big enough for both of us.” I lean in for a kiss, and she doesn’t hesitate to kiss me back. When I finally pull away, my cock feels like a rod of steel behind the zipper of my jeans.
I start the water in the tub, making sure it’s warm before I set the plug so it can fill up. I turn back to her, and she’s standing naked in front of me. She’s shifting from foot to foot, completely unaware that she’s the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on.
“Stunning.”
She shakes her head as a shy smile pulls at her lips. “You’re overdressed, Spence.”
She doesn’t need to tell me twice. Reaching behind me, I grip the neck of my shirt and pull it off, tossing it toward the hamper. I don’t care where it lands. My eyes are locked on hers as I unfasten the button of my jeans and slowly lower the zipper. The sound has her gaze moving to where I’m pulling my jeans over my hips, letting them fall to the floor before I step out of them and my socks all at once.
“Almost,” she says huskily.
