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“You’re giving me whiplash with all of these different emotions. I don’t blame you, but it’s confusing,” I tell him honestly.
“I know,” he whispers, bringing his hand up and cupping the side of my face. I break out in goose bumps as the pads of his fingertips graze the soft skin of my cheek. “Sometimes I don’t know if I’m coming or going. But this…” He points between us with his other hand. “This is something that I’ll never second guess.”
“So… you’re not mad at me anymore?”
His lips lift up into a small smile as his gaze flits between my eyes. “No.” He sighs softly, stepping impossibly closer. “Next time, maybe we should talk beforehand though?”
I’m distracted by how he keeps looking down at my lips, but I manage to tear my gaze away and nod. “Absolutely. I really am—”
His lips crush against mine in a bruising kiss that takes my breath away and has me melting into his embrace as I kiss him back with as much passion as he is.
One of his hands tangles up in the back of my hair and the other wraps around my waist, pulling me flush against him. It seems like hours before he finally pulls away and I smile sheepishly, blushing.
“Can we call it a lesson learned and move on?” he asks, his eyes begging me for forgiveness.
“I’d like that,” I say on a breath.
His hand smooths down my hair and he chuckles. “So… what are you doing tomorrow?”
“Something I do every Sunday.”
“You do something every Sunday?” I nod. “Hmm, I never knew that.” He arches a brow in silent question.
“Yeah. I do have a life other than the studio, you know.” I roll my eyes and debate whether I should ask him or not, but in the end, I decide to go for it. “Can you get Amelia or your mom to watch the kids? I want to take you somewhere.” If it helps heal my broken heart, maybe it can do the same for him?
“I…” He bites his bottom lip and looks behind me before bringing his gaze back to mine. “Sure.”
I grin, knowing something he doesn’t and he shoots me a questioning look. “Don’t look so untrusting.”
“Well, are you going to tell me where we’re going?” His hands graze my waist as he holds me against him.
My arms snake up his chest and I entwine my hands behind his neck. “You always were impatient.”
He chuckles before bringing his lips down onto mine, softly kissing me before smirking and saying, “And you should know what happens when you make me wait.”
I walk one of my hands down his chest as the memory of his impatient sulks makes me giggle. “You’ll get over it.”
“Oh, I will, will I?” He gives me a mischievous smile, his eyes shining with laughter before he moves his hand, tickling my side and having me buckle over as my body is overtaken with silent giggles. “Tell me!”
I manage to wiggle out of his hold before crying out, “Never!” as I run out of the kitchen, heading in the direction of the living room.
He catches me before I make it there and pins me up against the wall in the hallway; his chest heaving to the same rhythm as my own.
“I’ve got you now, you can’t get away.” He chuckles and pushes farther into me, the atmosphere changing at the proximity of our bodies. He stares at me, the intensity in his gray eyes is something that I’ve not seen in a very long time.
“Is that so?” I ask.
A serious expression crosses his features before his lips are on mine again, but this time it seems more intense.
A low groan releases from the back of his throat as I fist the wet leather of his jacket in my hands, the material creaking as I pull him closer. I let his tongue brush against mine and moan into his mouth.
His hand wraps around my waist and I’m lifted into the air, my legs locking around his hips automatically to steady me. He pushes against me, pressing into my core, causing another round of moans before his hand is snaking its way under my teal pajama top. I shiver as his fingers graze across the soft skin of my stoma
ch, letting my head fall back.
“Harm,” he murmurs, tracing his nose along the underside of my jaw before pressing his lips softly against the sensitive skin below my ear.
I push my hips toward his, needing the friction as I pull on his hair, bringing his face back up to mine and crashing my lips onto his.
