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“It’s about a lot more than doing you, Olivia.”
“Is it? You’re not looking for a relationship. So what more is it about?”
She had me there. I didn’t know how to answer her because it was true. If I wasn’t looking for a relationship and this wasn’t going to be anything long term, then really, what was it about it?
But it wasn’t just about the sex. I was being honest. I just liked spending time with her. I liked seeing her smile. I liked the way I felt when I looked into her eyes and saw that she was giving me all of her attention. There was something about being with her that just felt comfortable. I’d never felt that with a woman before, and I didn’t really know how to explain it, but I had too much on my mind to think about it too deeply.
And this was exactly the reason why I didn’t want a relationship.
“If this is too much, then I can leave.” I turned toward the door. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked to stay.”
“No!” She jumped up and walked over to me and pressed her hand against my chest. “I want you to stay.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. Plus, I have some ideas.”
“Oh? Like what sort of ideas?”
“What do you think I mean?”
“Are you thinking like sixty-nine? We both get off, but it’s not actual sex?
“No, Beau! That’s not what I’m thinking.” She rolled her eyes at me. “You really do have a one-track mind.”
“I’m joking.” I laughed. “Well, kind of. I’d be down for sixty-nine.”
“Beau!”
“Okay. No sixty-nine.”
“I had some ideas about the eco-retreat and the different cabins.”
“Oh, really? Already?”
“Yeah. I was thinking we could do different themes in different cabins based upon the different animals and different crops that you grow here on the ranch.”
“Oh, interesting. That could work. I mean, for the more . . .” I stopped as I stared at her. “Sorry, I completely lost all train of thought.”
“Oh no. Are you okay?” She pressed her hand against my forehead.
“Yeah, I’m okay. I was just so blinded by your beauty that it took all thought out of my brain.”
“Really?”
“I know you think it’s a line, but”—I leaned down and gave her a soft, sweet kiss, then pulled away—“I like you, Olivia. I really like you. And perhaps if this was a different time in my life, things would be, well, different.”
“Yeah, I get it.” She sounded almost sad, and I hated to see the wistful expression on her face. “Come on,” she said, “let’s lie on the bed and talk.”
“Oh? So I don’t have to go?”
“No, you don’t have to go. Let’s just get to know each other and talk. It’ll be nice. It’s been a long time since I’ve met someone that I want to get to know better as well.”
We both climbed onto the bed and lay back, our shoulders touching as we stared at the ceiling. I shifted so that my thigh was pressed against hers and took her hand. She let me hold it, and I squeezed it as we lay there in companionable silence.
“I have an idea,” I said. “Let’s play twenty questions.”
“Twenty questions? What are we, in high school?”
