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His head jerks to the side. “What?”
“You called me her …Lucy.” Tears bite at my eyes, breaking the hold I’ve been trying to keep.There.I said it. I gave him thetruth.
His face contorts with a mix of pain and disbelief. “What? No way. You’relying.”
“I’m notlying.”
I regret it every day. Regret not slapping him in the face or screaming when it happened, but I couldn’t blame him. I couldn’t blame him because my intention of having sex with him was the same—to forget the person I longed for. I wanted to erase Brett. He tried to eraseLucy.
He scrubs his hand over his face. I’ve spent the last decade reading a man who lied for years, and Dallas isn’t lying about notremembering.
He scoots in closer to clasp my chin in his hand. “Fuck, Willow. I’m sorry. No wonder you hate my fucking guts and can barely stand to look at me. I’m sorry. God, I’m anasshole.”
He runs his hand over my cheek while apologizing repeatedly. I draw in the trace of cotton candy and cinnamon on hisbreath.
The end of our ride is getting closer, and I wish I had a panic button to freeze us inplace.
“You’re the only woman I’ve kissed other than Lucy,” he says, his lips inches from mine. “The only woman I’ve touched. The only woman I’ve ever had in mybed.”
I relax into his touch, into his words.Should this admission turn me on? Should it make me want to straddle him and get a public indecencyarrest?
“And it’s not for lack of trying,” he goes on. “This will make me sound like an arrogant jerk, but I’ve had women knocking on my door daily, but I’ve never given them a second look. Replacing Lucy with a quick fuck wasn’t my intention. I could’ve done that with anyone. I might’ve said her name, but I swear to you, I knew who I was inside of, and it wasn’ther.”
I breathe heavily and take in the callous palm roaming over mycheek.
“We were both missing other people that night. We can agree onthat.”
I nod at the truth. “What do you want from me?” I whisper, my lips nearly hittinghis.
“I want you to move here permanently. I want you to raise our baby here. I don’t want you toleave.”
His eyes soften, and I dart my tongue over my lips without even realizingit.
God, the desperation of wanting to kiss him, of wanting to screw him, of wanting his touch anywhere on my body is all I’m feeling rightnow.
“What do you want from me,Willow?”
To wrap my hand around your cock again. To feel you inside me one last time. To love me like you lovedher.
“I … I don’t know,” I answer breathlessly. I can’t concentrate on anything butus.
He takes in a sharp breath. “Why can’t I stop thinking aboutyou?”
I make my move, unable to stop myself, and crash my lips against his. He tastes more like cotton candy than he smells. He groans while moving his hand from my face to the back of my neck, diving into my hair and drawing me in closer, opening his mouth so that our tonguesmeet.
His mouth is soft and forbidden. Him only kissing me is going to send me over the edge. He scoots in closer to use his knee to separate my legs more and slides his hand up my thigh, stopping where my shortsend.
“What are you doing to me?” he mutters, taking me deeper into his mouth and inching his hand underneath the fabric, his fingers spreadingapart.
I moan and tilt my hips up, permitting him to keep going. His fingers crawl to my middle, right over my panties, and he rubs his thumb acrossit.
“Fuck,” he groans. “You’resoaked.”
I close my eyes as he moves my panties to theside.
“Okay, who’s next in line?” the operatoryells.
Dallas’s hand disappears in seconds, and his back hits the seat, his breathing labored. “Fuck. I’m sorry. That shouldn’t havehappened.”
