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“What can I do to help?” She drops her legs, allowing me to step away from her.
“You need to sit your ass right there and look beautiful while I make you dinner. So, just be you.” I wink, and a blush coats her cheeks.
“I’ve missed you.”
“Me too, baby.”
I get to work making our dinner. We talk about what’s been going on in our lives since we last saw one another. It’s not new information. Jordyn has started taking daily walks to the park near her parents’ place so we can talk every day, but there is just something about having her here, hearing about her days in person while I make us dinner. It’s normal and domestic, and it’s something we’ve not been able to do since she left for Paris.
I want this with her, and I’ll fight to get it.
“What are we watching?” I ask Jordyn after dinner.
She sits next to me on the couch, and I pull her into my side, keeping my arm wrapped tightly around her shoulders. “You pick.”
“It doesn’t matter to me because I won’t be paying attention anyway,” I confess.
She turns and peers up at me. “Why won’t you be paying attention?” Her brows furrow as if she can’t imagine a single reason why I wouldn’t be watching whatever plays on the eighty-inch flat screen hanging on my living room wall.
“Because you’re here, sweets. You get all of me and all of my attention all weekend long.”
“Then I say we don’t watch TV.”
“What do you want to do?” I sweep her hair out of her eyes.
“I’m content to just be in your arms, Ryder.”
“Where you belong.” I press a kiss to her temple, and her body sinks into me as she relaxes even further.
“I used to lie in bed at night and wrap myself up in a blanket and pretend that it was you.” She raises her hands to cover her face. “I can’t believe I just admitted that.”
“I would have given anything to be there to hold you. I didn’t know where you were in Paris. I couldn’t get anyone to tell me. Not even your mother, which makes sense to me now. I would have visited you as much as I could.”
“I want to believe that this is going to work, Ry. I really do. I’m scared something is going to happen to you or your family. That she’s going to ruin the businesses and livelihoods of your brothers and sisters-in-law, and you—I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you.”
“I’m right here, sweets. Nothing is going to happen, and we’ll figure it out.”
“Can we pretend? This weekend, can we pretend my mother isn’t the devil and trying to rule my life while threatening everything I love? I want to be with you. Like we used to be before my life imploded.”
“Done.” I shift and lift her onto my lap before standing and walking toward my bedroom. I gently toss her on the bed. She bounces, and her laughter fills the room, my house, and my fucking soul. I point an index finger at her. “Don’t move.”
I turn and stalk out of the room. I make sure the house is locked up and all the lights are off. It’s just after seven, far too early to be going to bed, but we won’t be sleeping.
When I get back to my room, my girl is lying on the bed where I left her, but she’s now completely naked and the bedside lamp is on, casting a glow over her gorgeous body. “Jordyn.” My voice cracks, and my heart squeezes in my chest. Saying that I missed her isn’t enough. For two years, a piece of me was thousands of miles away. Now, she’s back, but still too far away.
“You take my breath away.”
“You’re wearing too many clothes, Kincaid.”
“Yeah?” I take a step closer.
“Mm-hmm,” she hums.
“Tell me what you want, sweets?”
“You. Naked.”
“What else?” I tear off my T-shirt and toss it on the bedroom floor. My jeans and boxer briefs are next to join the pile.
“I want—” She hesitates.
“Tell me, Jordyn.” My voice is gruff and laced with my need for her.
“I want to feel you all around me, inside me.” She holds my stare, and her whispered reply might as well be a shout from her pouty lips the way it wraps around me like a warm embrace.
I grip my cock and stroke myself to ease some of the ache of wanting her. We’ve got all fucking weekend, and I’m not rushing this. “Tonight, this is your show, baby. I’ll give you anything and everything you want, but you have to ask for it.”
That wasn’t the plan, but her telling me she wants me inside of her sealed the deal. It might be selfish of me, but I need her words. I spent two years not knowing where she stood. I understand why she left like she did. I understand the distance she put between us emotionally and physically, but my heart still hurts, and I need this.
