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“At four in the morning.”
“What can I say, Brandi? I have impeccable timing; you getting off work is the perfect excuse for me to get you in my arms again.”
I can barely breathe as I look at him. “It is?”
“Yeah,” he says, his voice lowering. “So I thought I’d give you a lift. If you wanted.” His mouth curves once again and his eyes glitter with a fire I want and I know exactly why he’s turned up here at this hour, and that he knows exactly what he wants.
And a thrill races through my veins at that, liquid heat pooling deep inside.
“Do you?”
Why lie? “Yes.”
“Come here.” He pulls me into his arms and kisses me, slow and long and full of heat. He teases open my lips and takes the control I don’t even want when he’s around, his tongue sliding against mine. I’m not an idiot. I kiss him back, moaning into him as he pulls me up close against his body, leaving no doubt from the large erection pressed against my core exactly how much he wants me. How much hestillwants me.
The kiss is fire and lust and it isn’t enough and I shudder in his arms, needing more from him but with way fewer clothes.
And maybe a more private location.
Travis lifts his head, breaking the kiss, and he smooths my hair, his large fingers sliding down over my cheek as he searches my eyes for an answer I’m not sure I even remember the question to. “Yes?”
A date.
“Yes.”
And he helps me into the truck.
The now-familiar drive to his place is quiet, just our breathing and the thickening of the air with anticipation that grows heavier the closer we get. After he pulls into his drive, he holds my waist a little too long as he lifts me down, pulling me close to his body. My head spins as he smiles at me and brushes my mouth with his.
“We should get inside,” he says. He doesn’t wait for a response as he takes my hand and leads me back into the house that holds the best memories I have since I moved here.
We barely make it into the mudroom before we are at each other, pulling at and discarding clothes until he’s inside me, pushing me up against the wall, slamming into me over and over again as his teeth nip at my throat. When he finally takes my mouth with his again, my legs come up around him, my body opening to him, welcoming that stretch, the fit of him.
The guttural rasp of his voice as he moves faster and harder into me sets my fires burning hire until my orgasm starts to bloom out in waves within me and suddenly, I cry out, my body shaking as I come. His cries join mine moments later.
“Well,” he says as I go limp in his arms, my body somehow shimmering with the recent pleasure, “that was a nice fast little starter after not getting you in my bed since you left. Should we move on to the next course of the date?”
I wrap my arms tight around his neck, thinking even if this is just for tonight it’s more than worth whatever it costs. I kiss him again, savoring the way he lets me.
Ours isn’t a night of regrets or running from our pasts.
This… tonight is all about the future. “Yes.”
But I know better. As the hours drag on, there’s no race to the finish. This isn’t just for one night. Like a knight from some fairy tale I don’t think I believe in, Travis chases the demons and bad dreams away by spending every single day with me.
When we both work nights, we spend the day lazing in bed, talking about nothing, eating breakfast in bed.
That’s how one night turns into one day, and then I start to lose count. But who cares?
I need to take this one day at a time.
Which is how I find myself sleeping at my house for the first time in a month when Birch gets hit with another storm. This time, snowfall in November that makes it impossible to drive very far.
I park my car after work, stifle a yawn, and look up at the dark house that once belonged to my grandparents, the place where I’d failed Maya and—
“Stop that.” I tighten my hands on the wheel as I blow out a breath.
It is just a house. Just a building housing darkness and bad memories. Since I’ve been seeing Travis, the demons don’t seem to invade my head as often. I haven’t cried in a long time, so why I’m psyching myself out is beyond me.
