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Needing more.
Had I ever wanted a woman the way that I wanted her?
This was dangerous. Reckless. She worked for me.
Thoughts of my father flooded my head, and I quickly reacted. The man was a walking cliché. I’d lost count of the assistants he had crossed the line with over the years.
I placed a hand on each cheek and pulled her back.
Her eyes were wild, and her lips swollen from where I’d kissed her.
I nipped at her bottom lip one last time.
“That’s it. One time. We got it out of our systems.”
Her gaze searched mine. And I saw it all there.
The hurt. The confusion.
And then she quickly rebounded, her face hard. “Yep. It wasn’t even all that great anyway.”
She slid off my lap, and I reached for her hat.
I didn’t correct her because we both knew she was lying.
Hell, I got it. I was doing the same thing.
This shit was not going to happen. I wasn’t that guy.
I pushed to my feet and turned off the fire.
She helped me gather up the desserts, and I glanced over my shoulder to see her looking up at the sky one last time.
And my fucking chest squeezed.
That was the kind of shit I avoided. This had been a massive fuck-up. Sharing so much. Crossing the line.
The pull was too strong, too much.
And it seriously scared the shit out of me.
We made our way inside, and she set down the few containers she’d brought in and reached for her purse and keys. “Thanks for dinner.”
“Yep. Big day tomorrow. Don’t be late.”
She studied me for a minute before nodding. “Never. See you in the morning.”
I walked her to the door and waited until she was in her car before stepping back inside. I thought about all that we’d shared tonight.
I liked hearing about her family, and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that it felt good to talk about my mother with someone that I wasn’t worried was going to sell me out. The press loved getting any ounce of gossip about my family. We’d shielded my mother from the press those last few months, and though people knew that she’d lost her battle to ALS, they didn’t know what she’d gone through.
I guess I’d find out real quick how trustworthy Georgia Reynolds was. Because nothing that I’d told her was public knowledge.
The stargazing was something only Wyle and I knew about.
I picked up my phone. It had been too long. I hated the distance I felt with my brother. It made me resent my father even more. His destructive behavior had cost us all so much.
Hey. How are you doing?
