He’s serious.
I study his expression. His brown eyes are rich with vulnerability, his lips dipping with this sweet concern, like he’s cautiously anticipating my reaction.
Oh shit. What do I say?
It’s pretty fast, right?
Really? He’s lying naked on top of you right now.
But there’s a big difference between having sex with someone and moving to another state with them!
Do I want that?
Do I want to shift my life again?
What’s in Dallas for me?
Tyrell! Tyrell Jackson will be in Dallas.
I can’t move my entire life for one human being.
You moved for Tobin when he invited you and you didn’t know anyone in Nolan. That’s worked out great.
Yeah, but this is different.
Dallas.
I don’t even know if I’ll like Dallas.
“Uh…” Tyrell lets out a disappointed sigh. “Sorry, it’s too fast, right? Too soon.” He rolls off me, staring up at the ceiling, and I curl into his side, resting my hand on his chest and trying to figure out what to say.
I don’t want to reject him.
But…
“Why are you asking me?”
“Huh?” He turns his head on the pillow, obviously surprised by the question.
I swallow and splutter, “I mean… why? Is it because you don’t think I can handle Nolan on my own? You want to protect me?”
“No.” He shuffles around on the bed so we’re lying face-to-face on our sides. Taking my hand in his, he plays with my fingers, kissing the tip of my index before turning my heart to putty. “I’m asking because the thought of leaving you is killing me. Maybe it’s selfish, I don’t know.” He sighs. “But I’ve been wanting to find a woman for a long time, and I can never seem to get past a second or third date.”
“We’ve only been on one official one.” I frown.
He snickers, his smile so beautiful it knocks the breath of me.
“We’ve been hanging out for weeks, and I’ve been falling. I just didn’t know I was. And now I’m here. With you. Like this.” He lifts my fingers to his lips again, gently kissing them. “And I don’t want to be anywhere else but with you. And I’d offer to stay, but my family really needs me right now, and so my next best solution is to take you with me.” His eyes fill with that sweet vulnerability again. “If you want to.”
I open my mouth, part of me desperate to screamYes!
But another part of me is just not sure.
Where would we live?
Would we move in with his family?
I don’t know if I want that.
