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“You are formidable at work. You own the rooms you walk into and not in the loud way of some who announce their presence. But in the way of a person who’s confident in who they are and what they offer. You know your business. You don’t have to convince anyone of that. It exudes from you. You’re playful and funny outside of work. And you’re sexy as fuck. Speak your mind, Pix. I’m waiting.”
Well, shoot. Is that how he sees me?
I must be silent for too long, lost in my thoughts, because he rolls away from me and stalks to the bathroom.
I drop my head into my hands and regret the mess I constantly make of my life.
TWELVE
IT’S JUST THE LE TIGRE IN ME
LAYTON
Ihandle the condom and head back into the room. Livy is in a ball in the middle of the bed. I folded her in half while I fucked her, and she remains in that position. It borders on fetal, though, and I won’t have that.
But something about seeing her exposed, something about how tiny she is, makes me practically roar with protectiveness.
Despite her size, she is fierce, but needs someone at her back. I get the feeling she’s alone.
Fuck me. I’m starting to sound like my brothers.
I stalk toward the bed and climb in behind her, pulling her body to mine. Her skin is cool against my chest, so I wrap her up, our joined arms at her abs.
“I never took you for a spooner.”
I’m not. “I’ve never been one. But I want to touch you.”
It’s a simple truth, and I don’t embellish.
“I want you to touch me.”
“Are you going to tell me what I missed?”
A deep exhale leaves her, pushing her further into me. “I didn’t like the idea of you wanting to leave me while you were still inside me. It cheapens the connection.” There’s a pause before she quietly adds, “It cheapens me. And I deserve better.”
I pull our joined arms tighter into her chest, hugging her naked body to mine.
“You’re not cheap. And that isn’t what I meant. I’m not always good with words.”
“You said—” She stops. Just stops.
“You have your dream job, Pix, and the only thing I can do is mess that up for you. I want you, but wanting you is destructive. If I get what I want, you don’t have what you want.”
“And what if I want two things?”
I lower my voice, not liking what I have to say. “I don’t know that you get to have both. Not openly. And it’s only a matter of time before…”
“Before I lose one or both,” she says quietly.
I don’t know if she feels my nod.
We lay in silence for longer than I can count. For a guy who doesn’t cuddle, I’m surprisingly okay with what’s happening.
Until my dick thickens and alerts her of his presence.
Well… I’m not going soft.
… In either sense of the word.
