The only thing I’ve wanted was him.
“I want what I’ve wanted since you asked for my phone number.I want you.I want you just like you are.”
His cheeks split into a big grin.
He sweeps me around into his arms.My hands go around his neck, and my gaze meets his.
“I don’t have all the answers,” he says, “but Wade told me I didn’t have to have them.”
“We can find them together.”
He presses a simple, sweet kiss to my lips.
“Can I take you to dinner?” he asks.
I grin. “Maybe.”
“Do I have to play that game where I name three things about you? Because I think I’ll be even better at it now.”
I laugh as his lips find mine again.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Blaire
“Will you stop it?” I swat Holt’s hands away from me. “Give me a freaking minute.”
“I don’t want to give you a minute.”
“Clearly.”
He pouts beside me. I know that because I can see him out of the corner of my eye. But I don’t dare look over and take in the whole image because I’ll never finish typing out my email.
“Why do you have to work so much?” he whines.
“Funny how the tables have turned.”
The setting sun paints the prettiest picture outside of my apartment. The sky is ablaze in purples and pinks and bright oranges. It’s my favorite time of day. I love it even more tonight with Holt.
I didn’t make it the whole two hours I had left at work. Luckily, Yancy is a rock star and happens to be a total romantic. When I told her what happened on my break, she insisted that I leave early. Since she refused to send back calls or copy files or find data, what was I supposed to do?
Holt’s head rests on my shoulder. “I love you.”
I can’t help but laugh. “How many times are you going to tell me that today?”
“I don’t know. As many as I want.”
“Okay.”
He looks up at me like a puppy that’s waiting for a treat.
“I love you too,” I say.
This earns me a grin.
Knock! Knock!
Holt’s head lifts up. “Who is here?”
