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"Fuck."
I'd miss waking up with my arms wrapped around Amara when she went home tomorrow. I'd miss having her body curled into mine, where I knew I could keep her and the baby safe. Nothing could touch them in our little bubble. Tomorrow she'd go home, and the thought made me feel sick.
The amount of possessiveness I felt over this woman was insane. I'd always wanted her, but my need to make sure nothing happened to either of them nearly overwhelmed me.
I hugged her closer to my body, enjoying the softness of her skin pressed up against mine while she napped. I only had a few minutes until I needed to wake her up if we were going to get to our date on time.
After our appointment this morning, she'd completely crashed. Every day this week, we'd crawled into bed partway through the day, and I'd held her while she napped. At least when she woke up from her naps, she didn't throw up. That little pleasure seemed to be reserved for the morning only.
I had big plans for us tonight, but first, I needed to get her up. I planned on leaving for a bit to give her a chance to get ready. After my surf this morning and our trip to the doctor, I needed a shower before our date tonight. Amara sniffed me constantly, and I wanted to make sure I didn't smell like old seaweed.
I sat up, leaning on my elbow, and brushed my hand down the curve of Amara's hip and back up, pressing my lips against her temple. "Honey, it's time to wake up."
Instead of opening her eyes, she nestled in further against me, and I chuckled. "This is the kind of surprise you've gotta wake up for."
She stretched and fluttered her eyes open. "How long until we leave?"
"Give me an hour. I've gotta run home and shower. Then I'll come back and pick you up. Dress casual."
She rolled onto her back, but her gaze dropped to my mouth. I licked my lips, desperate to taste her. I didn't want to move too fast or push her too hard, but it'd been over a month since I'd been inside her. Knowing she was carrying my baby ignited something primal inside me. Some need to claim her as mine on a soul-deep level.
Outside of a couple small kisses and the incident this morning, Amara hadn't given me a lot to work with to figure out whether or not she wanted me as much as I wanted her. But I could be patient. I'd have to be, because I was in this for the long haul.
"If you keep looking at me like that, I'm going to think you want me to kiss you."
She dragged her eyes back up to mine. "Maybe I do want you to kiss me."
I brushed her hair away from her throat and leaned down, pressing my lips to the curve of her shoulder. She smelled like heaven, and I stuck my tongue out and swiped it along her skin, needing to know if she tasted as good as she smelled.
She tasted better.
She ran her fingers through my hair, tugging me up until her lips crushed against mine. She opened for me, and I lazily explored her mouth with my tongue. When she whimpered and tried to slide underneath me, I pulled back, dropping one last soft kiss to her plush lips.
"Sorry, but if we don't get up, we'll be late." I shifted away and kicked the blanket off, standing up.
She huffed, crossing her arms and pushing her fantastic tits up even higher. I tried not to stare and failed miserably. "Eventually, you'll give in."
I grinned, grabbing my keys off the nightstand. "I've got insane willpower. You don't get my cock until you agree that we're together. Officially."
"I just need a little more time." She sat up, her hair was rumpled and messy from sleep. She looked incredibly sexy.
"I know, which is why I don't want to make things more complicated with sex. Do I want you? Fuck, yes. More than I've ever wanted anything. But like I said, I won't be something you regret. I'm not going anywhere, you've got all the time you need. When you're ready, my dick and I will be here."
I leaned over her, unable to resist kissing her one last time before I stood up and left the room. Fuck. Spending so much time with Amara this week had my body sparking with unresolved sexual energy. I was going to catch fire and burn up if I didn't get inside her immediately. My balls were about to stage a formal protest, but my heart knew better.
Amara needed time. She needed to be wooed, and she needed to know she could trust me. So I'd surprise her, take care of her, and maybe then she'd give me what I wanted most. Contrary to what you might think, it wasn't her body. It was her heart.
* * *
After a long,cold shower in which I had to jerk myself off twice, I pulled on some distressed jeans and a grey v-neck t-shirt that hugged my muscles. I knew Amara liked my body, and while I'd decided to not fuck her until she gave me her heart, that didn't mean I couldn't try to speed her decision-making process up by using all the tools at my disposal.
For example, the way Amara looked at me like she wanted to eat me. I swear the last time I caught her eyes hungrily roaming my body, she had drool dripping down her chin. Okay, maybe not, but when her pupils dilated and her breath caught, I knew she liked what she saw.
Pulling into the driveway of Zen and Kennedy's house, I cut the engine and hopped out. Only an hour had passed since I'd seen her last, but I missed Amara and couldn't wait to get inside and see her.
Shit, her going home was going to suck. We needed to figure out what we were going to do, but tonight wasn't the time. Tonight was about having fun and getting my girl to see how good we were together.
Letting myself inside, I swung the door shut hard. The last thing I needed was to walk in on Zen and Kennedy banging. Again. I headed for what I hoped would be safe ground: the kitchen.
