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"Poor Theo," she murmurs. "He wants to keep her close to him but doesn't want to crowd her or cross a line that makes her uncomfortable. He's probably afraid that she'll feel like she doesn't have a choice if he pursues her. He's her boss and he's famous."
Huh. I never thought of it like that, but I guess maybe that is the problem.
"They all sound nice," Camila says.
"You'll meet them tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
"We're flying to Texas for the game. I want you to go with me."
"I can't just hop on a plane and go to Texas with you."
I swear, Wes said Laney said the same thing to him when he asked her to go with him to Miami. How did he change her mind? Shit. I think I tuned out the rest of that particular story when he told it because I don't remember how he managed tochange her mind. I do remember them fucking in the bathroom in the locker room though.
"Why not?" I ask her.
"I…'' She trails off like she doesn't know how to answer that question. "I have clients."
"You'll be back on Tuesday."
She bites her lip, eyeing me doubtfully. "You really want me to go?"
"Fuck yeah, I want you to go." I prowl across the bed toward her and then flip her to her back before crawling over her. My dick lengthens against her belly, gearing up for a round he isn't getting tonight. "Why wouldn't I want you with me?"
"I…" She shrugs helplessly.
"Talk to me,querida. What are you thinking?"
"Nothing," she says and then shakes her head and gives me a little smile. It doesn't quite reflect in her eyes, which worries the shit out of me. "Nothing. I guess I'm just a little overwhelmed. My head is all…barata tonta." I don't know what that means but then she lifts a hand and twirls her finger in the air to indicate she's disoriented. "Dizzy cockroach."
My stomach sinks into my soles.
"We're moving too fast for you."
"No." She bites her lip. "Maybe a little? But I want this, Gray," she hurries to say, grasping onto my arm like she thinks I'm going to pull away. "I love being with you. I just need a minute to catch my breath, that's all."
I want her with me, but I don't want to push her before she's ready. If she needs more time, I need to learn some patience. Because I can't mess this up being a demanding, bossy bastard. She's a strong, independent woman used to making her own decisions. If she doesn't want to go, she doesn't want to go.
"I'll tell you what," I say, leaning down to trail kisses down her cheek. "You tell me what you wanted so badly earlier, and I'll letyou off the hook. I'll go to Texas without you and sleep in a cold hotel room all alone, and you can sleep here."
"You want me to sleep here?"
"I never want you to leave this bed again," I say against her lips, which makes her chuckle. "I like having you here. You belong here, Camila."
"I know," she whispers.
"What did you want from me earlier,querida?"
"To skate."
I blink, not sure I heard her correctly. "You want me to skate?"
"No. I want you to teach me how to skate." Her bottom lip pokes out into an adorable pout. "Please, Gray? It looks like so much fun!"
"You don't know how to skate?"
"No."
