I nodded. “Okay. What is it?”
“Do I look like your ex to you?”
I frowned and shook my head. “No.”
“Do I act like him in any way that makes you think I’m him?”
I struggled to swallow, having a feeling I knew where this was going. “No.”
“Okay. We got that out of the way. So tell me why in the hell do you think I could easily try to build something with you and turn around and talk to someone else? Do I remind you of him in a way?”
I ran a hand down my face, not liking his questions at all. “No. God no. I told you why I reacted the way that I did.”
Nash nodded slowly. “You did, but I still don’t like that. You projected what happened to you onto me, which rubbed me the wrong way. I only know Am’Marie because she and Talesha are the best of friends. There is nothing between us and never was. I see her as a sister to me and nothing more. I want you to believe me, but if you don’t, then I don’t think we can continue this. I’m being honest. I’m not the type to be involved in foolishness or have my character questioned.”
I reached out and touched his thigh. “I’m deeply sorry, Nash. As I said earlier, I didn’t think about anyone’s feelings but my own, which was something I shouldn’t have done. Since I got my heart broken, I had been picking up the pieces in my life. Then I met you, and you’ve been changing me for the better. I had a slip up, and it really hurt me to my core. However, when I realized what I did was wrong, I tried to right it. In doing so, I hurt you, and that’s something I never want to do again. You have been the best thing that has ever happened to me. You walked into my life after the darkest time. I’m grateful for you, Nashton.” I scooted closer to him and rested my head on his arm.
Nash turned his head and kissed my forehead. “I forgive you, Kenzlee, but don’t let that happen again. I don’t want to lose what we have so soon... Hell, ever. You’ve come to mean a lot to me in a short amount of time,” he expressed in a tender tone of voice that nearly brought me to my knees.
Tears brimmed in my eyes since I felt the same way. “My feelings for you are mutual, Nashton.” Joy bubbled inside of me as I smiled brightly, happy I hadn’t lost him.
Nash lifted my chin and peered deeply into my eyes. I lifted my head, wanting a kiss from him, and he didn’t disappoint me. He kissed me slowly, getting me drunk off the way his lips and tongue moved with mine. Moans slipped from my mouth at the sensational feeling that ran through my body. I parted my lips more and gave him more of me. He groaned and lowered his hands to my waist to hold me tightly against him.
All too soon, he pulled away from me, and I eyed him in confusion. “What’s wrong?”
Nash shook his head. “Nah, I don’t want to start off like this. I want you to be mine. I want a relationship with you. Before we continue this, I need to know, will you be mine? Forget about your ex and your past. Just focus on me and healing yourself. Can you do that? Will you do that for me?”
I nodded, knowing that was what I wanted to do. Since getting to know Nashton outside the gym, the feelings that came over me when we were together were too powerful. I didn’t want to ignore that any longer. I wanted him as much as he wanted me.
“Yes. I’ll be yours. Thank you for not giving up on me, even when I deserved it.”
He cupped my face in his large hands. “All is forgiven. What did I just say? We’re leaving the past behind and moving forward, okay?”
I pressed my lips together and nodded. “Yes, let’s move forward.”
There was no shadow across my heart tonight as I confessed to Nash I wanted him too. If anything, I felt blissfully happy and felt more alive than I ever had.
He smiled and lowered his head to kiss me again. I met him halfway and closed my eyes. When he slipped his tongue in my mouth, a sense of urgency drove me to lean closer into him more.
“I want you, all of you,” he mumbled against my mouth.
“Have me, please.” I ached for him in places that came back to life when he stepped into my life.
Nash pulled away from me and got up from the couch. “Show me where your bedroom is.”
I got up and led the way to my bedroom with my heart throbbing in anticipation. I was ready for this. I’d been ready since he laid his lips against mine. We walked into my room together, and I hit the light. I sighed with relief when I didn’t see any clothes thrown everywhere on the floor. Whenever I got dressed, I always threw things around until I got what I needed. Thank God, my room looked decent.
“There is no way in hell you love white and gray this much. Look at this room.”
I giggled. “Yes, I do. I told you, those are my favorite colors.”
I observed my bedroom as Nash was doing, and I smiled at how beautiful it was. The theme of it was white and gray, with no other in the mix, just the way I liked it.
I turned and wrapped my arms around his neck. “As much as I’d like to give you a full tour of my bedroom, I don’t think I’m up for it now. What I want is you, deep inside of me.”
Nash lifted a brow before he smirked. “Oh, yeah?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
