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It didn’t. It was all the other thoughts that made me want to cry. “I’m not going to cry. I just had something in my eye.”
“Babe,” he growled.
“What?” I grumbled.
“Tell me what is going on in your head,” he demanded.
I stopped struggling to get out of his hold and collapsed on top of him. I had tried to save him from suffocating, but he wasn’t having it. “Where do you want me to start?” I whispered.
“Wherever the hell you want.”
I sighed and closed my eyes. “I’m going to give you the cliff notes version, yeah?”
He grunted but didn’t say anything.
I took a deep breath and dived right into all of my insecurities and what was rattling around in my head. “I’m overweight. My nose is too big for my face. My right boob is slightly bigger than my left. I’m five years older than you. You are hot as hell. My life isnota book, but these past two days have felt exactly like a book. As soon as I leave here, I’m going back to my life of working and reading, and it’s not going to be good enough because this right here is better than anything I’ve ever read before.” I tipped back my head, and my eyes connected with his. “And that’s what really scares me and makes me want to cry because I never once didn’t love my life. I was happy with reading and working. It was what I loved. I’m scared this is just a fun couple of days, and I’m never going to see you again.” That was the big one right there. I was feeling some pretty strong feelings for Aero, and it literally had been twenty-four hours since I had met him.
Twenty. Four. Hours.
“Let’s work through this, okay?” He rubbed his hand up and down my back and tucked his other arm behind his head. “Those first three things, bullshit. You’re hot as fuck, your nose is perfect, and I’ll be the judge of your boobs in a minute, okay? But even if one is bigger than the other, I’m good with it.”
Of course, he would be.
“Our age difference? Also bullshit, Sloane. I get that it bothers you, but not me at all. You’ll get over it eventually. I’m glad you like the way I look. We sure as hell wouldn’t be here if you thought I was ugly.”
“Ugly,” I scoffed. “As if.”
“Hush, babe. This is my turn to talk.”
I rolled my eyes but managed to keep my mouth shut.
“I get you love to read, and books are a huge part of your life which is cool, but this sure as hell is not a book,” he laughed. “You and I are both alive and breathing.”
“I’m pretty sure, but there sure are parts that feel like a book,” I grumbled. Like all of it.
“Take out the blue aliens and shifters you read, and you’re pretty much just reading about real life. There are motorcycle clubs, cowboys, and whatever else you said you readinreal life, so why can’t it beyourreal life?”
“Because…” I closed my mouth and sighed. “I guess I don’t really know why I can’t have the fairytale.” He was right. Sure, there were some books that could never happen, but the common theme in pretty much everything I read I could have. Love.
“And I don’t know why you think you’ll never see me again. We live an hour apart, Sloane, not across the country. And even if it was across the country, there are lots of ways we could see each other. We live in the twenty-first century, babe.”
“You’re not supposed to make sense of all of my ramblings,” I laughed. He had shot down all of the worries I had. Every last one of them.
“Yeah, I am, babe. Now, if you were wanting me to be one of your blue aliens, then we might be coming to the end of the road.”
“Stop,” I laughed. “I’m not crazy.”
A smile spread across his lips. “There’s that smile I was wanting.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my lips. He rolled us till my back was on the bed, and he was back on top of me. “Now, let’s get back on track.”
His lips devoured mine, and his hands glided over my body.
I looped my arms around his neck, and a surprising peace settled over me.
Life was whatever you made it, and if Aero was going to make mine feel like a romance book, then who was I to argue with that, right?
*
Chapter Ten
