Then the accident happened, and I had to know what the weather would be like. If I knew the weather would change, I could either avoid being out in it or prepare for it.
I never want to be unprepared again.
Bobby leans in until our foreheads touch. “Did I leave you speechless again, beautiful?”
I nod. He has a way of robbing me of breath and my words.
“You didn’t answer my question.”
I blink. “Which one?”
“Anything I can do to help with the overthinking?”
He reads me like an open book. I tend to overthink until my head hurts, or I go down rabbit holes. I open my mouth to tell him I can handle my own issues. Something else comes out.
“Kiss me when I do?”
Without hesitation, Bobby captures my mouth in his and sinks his tongue inside my mouth. My mind goes blank. My eyes flutter closed. Warmth spreads across my chest. My heart soars above the clouds.
I give in to the skill of his tongue, the warmth of his mouth, and his possessive hold on the back of my neck. Bobby’s fingers sink into my flesh. He doesn’t want to let me go. He wants this kiss to last a lifetime, and I completely understand. I do too.
If one kiss can undo me, what will happen when we go all the way?
Not if, but when.
Oh God, I do want Bobby to make love to me.
Crap!
I’m in deep, deep shit.
28
BOBBY
I kiss her and keep kissing her until she relaxes against me. I understand overthinking. Personally, I prefer this method of ending the loop of words in my head rather than drowning my fucked-up mind in work or a round of drinks.
“Every kiss with you gets better and better, sweetness.” My palms cup her face. We’re forehead to forehead. I’m staring into deep, chocolate-brown eyes that turn shades of copper and rust when sunlight hits them just perfectly.
“I feel the same,” she murmurs shyly.
I glide the pads of my thumbs over the arches of her cheeks, unable to stop touching her. Ever has this angelic face that calls to the darker side of my desires. I want to claim her. Dominate her. Lay her body to waste. I’d use her so well she’d let only me be the one to break her before begging me to put her back together and break her again.
Carlos was her lover. Has she been with a man since? I see red. I’ll hunt down the motherfuckers and make sure they forget they ever touched my girl.
“Let’s go inside, assess the damage, and formulate a plan.”
“You want me involved with your investment?”
“Why not? It’s a stone’s throw away, and I’ll be staying with you.” I drop my palms from her face and reach for her hand.
She backs up and folds her arms across her chest. “About that. It’s not a good idea.”
“Your shadow?”
“My brother.”
“I hear he has his own problems to deal with.”
