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“Dylan!” she said sharply.
“Yes.”
“God, are you even listening to me?”
She stood, grabbed our plates, and stomped toward the kitchen.
I followed her, of course, because that was just what I did and because I knew something wasn’t right.
“Kylie,” I said as I entered the kitchen. “What the hell is wrong?”
“Nothing,” she said tersely. “Never mind.”
I put the utensils into the dishwasher and closed it. “Talk to me,” I demanded, stepping in front of her and blocking her exit. “Running away won’t resolve this.”
She looked up at me, her expression turbulent as she said, “What can I say? You’re you, and I’m me. I was trying to explain that I’m uncomfortable with expensive gifts. You weren’t hearing me. Right now, I think you’re probably the most stubborn man on Earth.”
“I heard you,” I clarified, feeling my frustration level rising. “Every. Single. Word. But you know what stuck with me, Kylie?”
She shook her head.
“Fine. I’ll tell you. All I could think about was the fact that you’ve never gotten flowers. Ever. Which I think is the saddest fucking thing I’ve ever heard since you had a husband and a few boyfriends. In comparison, it’s cheaper for me to buy you the items I purchased for you than it is for a normal man to purchase your flowers. Yet you want to toss those gifts back in my face. My only intent was to make you happy and to let you know I appreciate you. I think you deserve to be treated like the most important woman in my life because you are. I’m not those other men, Kylie, because I do give a damn about making you happy and making sure you have everything you want or need. In fact, I feel privileged to be the man who can do that because I know you don’t need me to take care of you. You choose to be with me because you want to. But I’d prefer you also let me give you gifts because it makes me feel useful, even though you don’t need them or me.”
She stared up at me with a quizzical expression. “Do you really think you need to do anything else to be useful to me?” she asked softly. “And you’re right, they are inexpensive gifts to you, and I didn’t mean to toss such a thoughtful gesture back in your face. I’m sorry, Dylan. Maybe I’m just not used to anyone caring about me that way.”
“Someone should have,” I grumbled.
She sent me a warm, adoring smile that made my cock even harder than it already was, which was almost an impossible feat.
“So if you do all those things, what can I do for you?” she asked. “I adore you, but my bank account doesn’t stretch to designer clothes.”
Stay with me.
Just breathe next to me.
Wrap your arms around me and let me happily drown in your affection.
I took her face in my hands as I said gruffly, “Just keep on adoring me, and I’ll be the happiest man on Earth, love.”
She put her hands under my shirt and stroked those soft palms up my torso in a sensual gesture that made any rational thoughts I had suddenly fly right out of my head.
