She sighed and rested her hand back on my chest above my heart again. Then a little tremor caused her body to shake. “My dad would have loved you. My mother too. I wish you could have met them,” she said in a melancholy tone.
“Me too, sweetheart.”
It was true, I never thought about meeting someone's parents before because I never would think of people meeting my mother. My home situation was like a rollercoaster depending on if my mother was on her meds or not so I kept people away and in return I was a loner growing up.
She wouldn’t want to meet my mother now after what she’d done to my half-sister, Gemma. I couldn’t even comprehend why Gemma wasn’t angry that I still went and saw my mom. But my sister was amazing that way.
After leaning my head forward, I rested my chin on the top of Capri's head.
She was emotionally worn out and within minutes she was asleep. I guessed I would have to fix her fingernail polish blip in the morning.
Right then, I planned to hold her all night.
ChapterEleven
CAPRI
As long asI needed him, he’d said.
I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d whisperedforeverif he would have agreed to that?
When I slowly started to wake, that was the first thing that had come to my mind. The second thing was that waking up in Paxton’s arms felt pretty damn good. The morning before I’d woken alone, which left me feeling cold and disappointed.
Maybe we could make waking up together a habit because he made me feel safe too.
And that is not something that was easy for me to come by anymore.
While I loved the feel of him and the peace he brought like a security blanket, I had to admit I was nervous to move for fear of what he’d see or think when he looked at me in the early morning rays streaming through the living room blinds.
Would he think everything I told him was too much?
Or would he like what he sees?
I squirmed a bit unintentionally and my ass wiggled against his front side. Somehow in the night we ended up both lying on the couch, him spooning me from behind.
“You’re torturing me, darlin,’” he said in a husky morning voice that sent goosebumps skittering all over me.
I stilled and held my breath.
He let out a deep chuckle that vibrated against me, once again sending my body into a tailspin of desire. I didn’t even need to see him to know those fabulous, sexy dimples were making their first morning appearance. Just the thought of them had me squirming again.
All of a sudden I felt something pushing against my butt and all the air I’d been holding swooshed out of my lungs.
Paxton groaned. “Babe, please be kind.”
I wasn’t a giggler, at least I never thought I was, but right then with Paxton he pulled it free. And then, another, and another on top of that.
“Ignore whatever you’re feeling,” he said.
That was an impossible request. The man may be clothed but it felt impressive even through the confinement of his jeans.
“You think this is funny, do you?”
Before I knew what was happening and could move, he grabbed my sides and launched into a tickle torture assault.
I screeched, bucked, kicked, sending us both off the couch in a mass of tangled limbs. We both froze when he landed on top of me and came face to face for the first time that morning.
He was just as extremely handsome and sexy as always.
