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“I’m sorry. I panicked.” I walk over to him. “No more secrets. I promise.”
I search his eyes and reach for him. To my relief he doesn’t pull away. I pull him into a tight hug. He hugs me back, but he’s not ready to let this go just yet.
“I will protect you at all costs, Andrea. You have to understand that. I wouldn’t call off the plan, but I could have parked out front and watched the door until closing. Then you would have been safe, and I wouldn’t have been in the dark. But youhaveto trust me and include me when making decisions,” he says, his tone softer again.
I nod against his chest. “I promise. I’m so sorry.”
Leaning into him, he squeezes me tighter, the way he usually does. Now that he knows, I feel relief. I should have just trusted him from the beginning, but my fear got the best of me.
He’s right. If any of this is going to work, I need to trust him. And that’s exactly what I plan to do.
Chapter 38
Wewalkintothekitchen. “What sounds good for dinner?” I ask, glad to be moving on from our first argument.
“Pizza Fridays?” he replies.
Apparently, we’re starting a new tradition. “Sure.” That works for me. I’m just thankful neither of us have to cook.
“What kind do you like?”
“Everything,” I say honestly. I don’t think I’ve ever met a pizza I didn’t like.
Jack quickly takes out his phone and orders pizza from an app. I need to upgrade my phone as soon as this Christopher business is finished. I miss being able to access normal things.
“It’ll be here in thirty minutes,” he says, putting his phone away. “I’m going to get changed, you want to find a movie for us to watch?”
I smile, enjoying this normalcy with him. “Okay.”
He heads for the bedroom to change, and I grab the TV remote and get comfortable on the sofa. Nothing looks particularly interesting as I thumb through the channels.
Jack walks back into the living room wearing a navy t-shirt and gray sweatpants. Yum. I catch myself staring as I drink him in.
“What?” he asks with a smile.
“Nothing,” I respond, knowing damn well it’s something alright.
He takes his seat beside me on the couch, and I turn to drape my legs over his lap. He puts one arm around me, the other on my legs. Grabbing the throw blanket from the sofa back, I lay it across us and snuggle in.
I hand him the remote. “You pick. I can’t find anything good.”
He takes the remote and picks a comedy channel. After propping his feet up and leaning back to get comfortable, we sit laughing, watching, and enjoying each other’s company.
A knock at the door startles us both. We look at each other and chuckle since we both know the damn pizza should be delivered any time.
“I guess we’re both a little jumpy,” he says, laughing.
I swing my legs off his lap so he can answer the door. He stands and makes his way over. It’s a young kid, probably around twenty, at the door. The interaction is quick, and then he’s back, setting the pizza down on the coffee table.
He sits, and we waste no time digging in. I moan and lick my lips over the cheesy goodness. I catch Jack watching me. He reaches over, using his thumb to wipe some grease away that slid down on my chin. I watch in fascination as he brings his thumb to his mouth to suck the grease off.
“Oh, my I didn’t realize until this moment that grease could be sexy.” I half laugh, half groan.
Jack gives me a knowing smirk. “There’s more where that came from, baby.”
He wiggles his eyebrows up and down, holding a serious face for a brief second before losing it. We both bust out laughing at our shenanigans.
After we finish eating, we cuddle back on the couch. I lose my focus on the TV, and it shifts to the sexy man beside me. My hand slides over, exploring his muscular thigh with a feather light touch. He turns his body more towards me and slings his arm around my shoulder before absentmindedly playing with my hair.
