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Biting the inside of my cheek, I stare at him from across the kitchen. “I honestly don’t know.”
“You’ve got to stop running from me and pushing me away, Lemon.”
“I don’t want to.” I jut my chin out at him as I lean back against the counter.
“Lemon.” He sounds like a disappointed elementary school teacher, knowing I’m lying about having to go to the bathroom for the fifth time. “You need to stop pushing me away every time you get pissed at me.”
“I don’t know… if I can.”
“Do you want to?”
“Maybe. I don’t know.”
“I like you, babe. You make me laugh. You make me hard. Your smile is the first thing I think about in the morning, and your pussy’s the last thing I think about when I go to sleep.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, oh. I’m done with this bullshit. I’m done chasing you. And I’m done hearing you fuck yourself from across town every night when I should be in your bed, instead. I don’t give a shit if you don’t want to tell anyone else, but you’re going to tell me how you feel right now.”
Panic floods through me. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”
“How about the truth? I know you like fucking me, Lemon. I know you want me.”
“Fine. I want you. There, I said it. What do you want from me?”
Jameson is staring at me so intently. I want to look away, but I can’t bring myself to do it. “Do you think about me when I’m not around?”
I nod.
“How often?”
“Enough that I’m too embarrassed to admit it.”
“Good. How many times a day do you almost call me? Almost text me?”
“Same answer.”
“Why do you call me every night just so you can fuck yourself while I have to listen from across town?”
“I don’t know…”
“That’s too easy. Yeah, you do.” He’s just staring at me. His blue eyes drilling into mine, not leaving me anywhere to run to.
“Because I want you, Jameson. I want you all the time. I think about you all the time. I don’t want to go to sleep without you.” Biting my lip, I turn away and blink to keep the tears out of my eyes. “And I want to make sure you’re still thinking about me, too.”
He’s across the kitchen in an instant. Three long strides and he has his huge hands on my bare arms, slowly rubbing up and down.
“Babe, you’re all I fucking think about. I think about you constantly. I wonder what you’re doing and what you’re thinking about. And if you’re thinking about me. Every time I jerk off, I’m picturing your lips on my cock or my dick balls deep in your pussy. I got to spend one night with you. One perfect night. Don’t let that be all that this is. I’m going to piss you off. A lot. And you’re probably going to piss me off sometimes, too. But that just means we can get over it and have make-up sex. I’m still sorry for walking out on you after you gave me the best blowjob of my life. And we never got to have make-up sex for that. I pissed you off by joking around today. That’s make-up sex we haven’t had yet. Promise me we can start having make-up sex. We can figure the rest out as we go. That’s all I’m asking for. I’m asking for a chance.”
“That’s it, huh?”
“Yup. Just asking for you to sidle over and make room for me in your life. Don’t worry, I don’t take up too much space.”
“And here I remember waking up at the very edge of my bed with you wrapped around me like a pants-less bear with a pot of honey.”
Jameson grins. “Oh, I take up a hell of a lot of room in bed. Feel free to lie right on top of me if you need to.”
“I don’t want anyone else to know we’re having sex.”
