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Struggling even to put words together, instead I shake my head back and forth. The tension in his face eases slightly.
“I told you last night, if you gave yourself to me, there would be no turning back. We are one now, and nothing will change that.” The confidence in his voice drops a little with the next sentence. “Unless you regret it… Do you?”
I don’t know what it is with him, but my words always just tumble out. “No! Never. I can’t… I just, oh shit, I don’t know how to say it.”
“Take a breath and then slowly sort out your words. I’ve got all the time in the world.”
While trying to put my thoughts in order, he wraps his arms tighter around me, and the warmth of his body on mine brings me his calmness.
“I can’t shake the fear that things in front of me are all a lie. That I’m so blinded by my want for the perfect life that I don’t see the red flags. You know, like with Jason. I was so stupid…” I feel his body tense up at the mention of Jason’s name.
“Don’t say that.” His happy voice is gone, replaced by the anger that he has building.
“But I was. And then when I woke up and you were gone, I panicked that I had made another mistake… No, shit, that didn’t come out right. I didn’t mean you were the mistake but that I had read more into this thing between you and me. That you just feel sorry for me, or that it’s just been a while and you are trapped here with a woman who can scratch an itch.”
His breathing is heavy, and the arms around me tighten to the point where I’m not sure I will be able to breathe soon.
“I will never lie to you, Cassie. Not about us. Everything I said to you, I meant. And if it takes the rest of my life to convince you, then that’s a challenge I’ll take on.” Placing his hand on my chin, he directs my face so I’m looking straight into his eyes and can’t turn away or hide from him.
“Are we clear?” His voice reminds me of the first day I arrived, and he was yelling at his men. It’s the kind of voice that means business. I’m just lucky he is restraining the yelling part.
“Yes.” The word slips from my lips, although I’m not completely sure I’m doing the right thing. I know only time will tell. My life has so much uncertainty, so what’s one more thing to add to my worry list?
“Good. I’m glad we got that settled. Now, am I cooking you breakfast or am I having you for breakfast? Your choice.” The sternness in his face is gone, and the smile on his rugged face has me melting into his lap, a little more relaxed. I rub my palm at the roughness on his chin from the few days’ growth.
“The look in your eyes tells me you want to feel my bristles all over your thighs,” he says.
I'm conscious that I have no panties on, and I can feel the moisture that he’s already creating just with his words. I don’t want to leave a wet patch on his leg. Jason’s words "cheap slut"echo in my head.
“Surely you need food after last night, to recharge and all that?” Standing, my legs are a bit wobbly just thinking about what he did to me.
“Oh, bright eyes, I don’t need any boost of energy when it comes to you. But you obviously do, so food first, then I get to eat you.” He slips his hands up the back of my legs under his shirt I have on, the roughness of his hands sliding over my butt cheeks. Grabbing them tightly, he pulls me close between his legs. Before I even have time to react, his nose is buried in the shirt right above my sex. Taking a deep breath in, his manly grunt makes me shiver.
“Mmmm, smells just like I remember, and it’s making me hungry.” My legs almost give way at his sexy words.
His chuckle breaks me out of my almost orgasmic stupor. He releases his hands and gently pushes me backwards as he stands before me.
“But you need food first. Let’s go.” Turning me in his arms, he swats me on the butt, making me jump and squeal a little, while pushing me gently out of the room.
“I knew you would be trouble,” he says, walking down the hallway toward the kitchen.
I can’t help but smile to myself. I never had this playfulness with Jason. Life was all about image and making sure you were seen in the right place by the right people.
To be honest, I don’t think I ever wore one of his shirts to breakfast, completely bare underneath. What if one of his men came into the apartment? Oh, the horror if they didn’t see me in my satin nightgown with the matching satin robe. That is what was deemed appropriate for a senator’s girlfriend to wear to bed.
Why do I feel at home just like this, naked and in Ghost’s shirt? While he’s shirtless, with black sweatpants hanging low on his hips, moving around the kitchen making me breakfast.
I could definitely get used to this, although I know I shouldn’t. The rug could get pulled out from under me at any stage, and I will again be lost in a sea of nothingness.
Pull it back, Cassie, and slow down. I need to protect myself.
My lust-fueled body is looking for all the hot-and-heavy time it can grab with Ghost, but my heart is telling me that I need to protect it.
Just remember to treat this as a bit of fun. I’m sure Ghost will grow bored of me as soon as things get settled with my case. Well, let’s hope my case will be over one way or another. A boring life sounds pretty perfect right about now.
The sound of the plate being placed down on the kitchen counter in front of me and the smell of raisin toast is enough to draw me out of my miserable thoughts.
Live in the moment, because I don’t know how many of these I’ll get.
