“Right,” I said. “Well, thank you for looking after her tonight. We’re going to go.”
“It was our pleasure. I can’t wait to see you again tomorrow and meet your parents, Phoebe,” Hannah said.
Phoebe leaned in, hugging Hannah. “Thanks a lot for everything.”
I was happy that my woman was so at ease around the family.
Gently steering Phoebe toward the car, I opened the door and helped her in by the ass.
Yeah, no question. Phoebe was the woman for me.
CHAPTER 36
GRIFFIN
Once we werein the car, she talked my ear off about the marshmallows she had tonight.
I liked that she was such a chatterbox. Even though I’d been dead tired the whole day, I was feeling very refreshed now.
We arrived in a matter of minutes, and she smiled, looking up at the house. “I’m so happy that you live so close to the inn. Means I can visit Hannah often.”
“Anytime you want, babe.” I got out of the car, and she did at the same time, practically jumping out of it. She swayed, then straightened up.
“Phoebe, you should have waited for me,” I said, hurrying toward her.
“I’m good. I’m good. Crap, I’m not. I ate a lot. I’m not even sure why I’m tipsy. Oh,” she said, as if she’d just remembered, “I didn’t actually eat the rest of the day.”
“Why not?” I asked as we went into the house.
“I don’t know. I guess I was too nervous.”
Fucking hell, I’d made her stress so much that she forgot to eat? That wasn’t good. Phoebe never forgot to eat. It was one of her pleasures in life.
As soon as we stepped inside, I plastered her against thefront door, drawing my fingers up and down her cheek. “Phoebe, tell me what I can do so you never stress out like that again.”
She smiled, putting both hands around my neck. “I guess you could let me spoil you when you have a tough evening. You know, just kiss you here and there, hang around you.”
“I can do that,” I said.
“But I’ll work on myself so I’m not a scaredy cat all the time.”
“You’re fucking not. You’re one of the strongest people I know. I love you so damn much.” I wanted to tell her more things, but I couldn’t find the right words at the moment. I needed to kiss and touch her too badly.
I kissed her so hard that I pushed her flat against the door, one hand at the back of her head so she wouldn’t get hurt. I would spend my whole life proving to this woman just how important she was to me. And I’d never tire of it. Quite the opposite—it would be my honor.
I tangled our tongues, deepening the kiss. I was so hungry for her, it was as if a physical ache took over my body. I didn’t just need a release. I neededher.She tasted like marshmallows, and I fucking loved it.
Without giving her any warning, I lifted her over my shoulder.
She shrieked. “Oh my God, what are you doing?”
“I figured this is the fastest way to get you to the bedroom.” I walked upstairs with her.
I actually liked this angle. She patted my buttocks with her palms, making me laugh. Then she squeezed them before patting them again, now actually moving to a rhythm.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Using them as drums. Hey, they sound cool.”
