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I still can’t wrap my brain around the fact that this is happening. As if our incredible time together wasn’t enough, this woman risked everything to choose me. Me. The guy who less than two years ago was begging his sister for money to buy ramen and then cooked it in her microwave at her kitchen table in her apartment.
Yep, Larinda freaking Scott may have thrown away her entire career to tell the world how much that guy means to her. Let me tell you, that is a very bewildering place to be mentally and emotionally. (Physically, I’m good. My body is not even remotely confused about what’s happening right now as it presses against her naked form.)
I watch her sleep like a certifiable creeper, tracing every inch of her with my gaze… then my finger, because come on. I’m respectful, not a saint.
“Morning,” she murmurs with a slow smile.
“Morning. Sorry for waking you.”
“You didn’t.”
We both know I did and exchange another smile.
“Know what I dreamt about?” she says as she stretches in the most stunning and brutal tease of all time.
My blood pounds harder at the mesmerizing display, and now my body really thinks it knows what’s up.
“What’s that?”
Sex?
More sex?
So, so much sex?
“Tax evasion.”
Oh.
“Well, more specifically, the fact that my accountant didn’t tell me I had to declare income for the international collaboration with?—”
I cut her off with a kiss, and she swats me away.
“Stop! I have to brush my teeth first!”
“No you don’t. I don’t care.”
I lean in again, and she nudges me back. “Really? Because you clearly did! Your breath reeks of refreshing mint.”
“Yeah, well, I was up forever ago and didn’t know what to do. It’s not like I could go out there and hang with Rory to discuss how the I-76 corridor was lookin’ last night at two AM.”
“Why not? He’s awesome. He probably would have had tons of stories to tell. Also, does that mean you used my toothbrush and stuff?”
“We had unprotected sex. You’re probably pregnant with my baby. You really care if I used your toothbrush?”
“Ew. And I’m not pregnant. My contraceptive game is on point. Also, would that be so bad?”
“What?”
“A baby.”
I stare at her. I can’t even tell if she’s joking. “Are you…? Hang on…”
“I’m kidding! Calm down.” She shoves my shoulder, and I breathe a sigh of relief. “Not for another year or two at least.”
Huh? Wow. Yeah, I got nothing. I mean, a kid? I’d never once thought about having kids. I’d never dated a single person I would’ve wanted to consider having a family with. It’s a ridiculous thought in general.
Well, it was. Because suddenly all I can think about is how much this dark, ugly world needs more radiant supernovas like Larinda Scott. Shit, now I’m picturing little Larinda starbursts running around brightening up the place.
