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“Now, I don’t want to go. I like what I found too much to leave.”
“You’ll leave,” she said between the soft pecks I placed on her lips.
“I won’t have a choice. My life is still my life, it’s simply on pause right now. Got a pissed off label that doesn’t really want me but refuses to let me go because I make them too much money.”
“When?”
When will I leave possibly the best thing that’s ever happened to me?
“Don’t know. Waiting for Drew to tell me he’s got everything handled so that I can go home and start recording.”
“But you’re here for a little while?”
“Yeah, a little while.”
“Good.”
I felt the unsteady rhythm of her heart, could almost see it through the fabric of her shirt as I hovered above her chest but I couldn’t tell what she was thinking and that bothered me.
“So let’s just let today be today.”
Her eyes searched my face like she was trying to read me the same as I was attempting to read her. “I don’t know what that means.”
I knew exactly what that meant. She wanted to pretend.
And so did I.
“Come upstairs with me.”
“You sure you know what you’re asking?”
She bit down on her lip before her eyes trailed down the length of my body. There was no way for her to miss the weight of my dick begging to be acknowledged.
“I know what I’m asking.”
Impulsive.
Selfish.
I lifted, extending a hand to pull her up. She dropped her head before turning to leave the room. I followed closely behind, feeling that tightening in my chest that was trying to warn me again that I had no business in her house, climbing the stairs, and entering her bedroom.
Everything about this woman was a warning that once I crossed that line, I wouldn’t be able to walk away, even when she wanted me to. And she would want me to once she saw the real me.
She was all things good and had no reason to get caught up with a man like me. A man who would ultimately wreck her life by connecting it to mine.
I wasn’t sure what I expected to find in her room but the scene somehow felt just right. Shadowy corners, bed unmade, splashes of color, paintings on the walls and it smelled like her. Sweet and perfect.
I stopped just inside the door while she crossed the room, staring up at me, her posture unsure, but eyes begging me not to go.
“You sure this is what you want?”
“My stomach’s already in knots will you please stop asking me that?”
“If you’re nervous then…”
“I’m not nervous exactly, it’s just that it’s been a while.”
Fuck.
