Nico stands and hands Noah over to Evelyn. My baby whines for his daddy but quickly simmers down when Evelyn offers him snacks. I don’t wait for Nico to follow. Quickly, I headed out of the room and into my borrowed bedroom. I walk into the room and turn around to wait for him to enter. The moment he steps inside, he closes the door behind him. We again just stare at each other.
I break the silence first. “I’m not going back with you. I need more time.”
Before the words are out of my mouth, he’s laughing. It isn’t a carefree laugh as if I’ve said something funny. It’s more of a low chuckle that tells me the man I’m dealing with doesn’t have all his screws.
“You think it’s an option?”
My nostrils flare as I take in his condescending tone.
“You can’t make me leave.”
He slides his hands into his front pockets, tilting his head to the side. “What are you trying to prove with this?”
“Trying to prove?” I scoff. “I’m not trying to prove anything.”
“Then what the fuck is all this for?”
“You lied to me, Nico,” I shout. “Everything I thought I knew about us is a lie. You can say whatever you want, but you manipulated me. Our love is tainted because of you. I don’t know what’s real anymore.”
He takes a step toward me. “I’m real. The way I feel about you is real, and our son is real. What more truths do you need? Yes, I set things up for us to be together, but what we have is real.”
I shake my head vigorously. “I don’t know that.”
He bites into his bottom lip as he walks closer to me. “Yes, you do. You know it in the way I touch you.” He stands before me, his body heat radiating off him like a furnace. That familiar scent I’ve grown accustomed to swallows me up. I want to pull away and demand he not touch me, but my body yearns for him.
Nico and I have been fucking damn near every day since the day we started. The only time we took a break was for the six weeks after I had Noah. My body is going through withdrawals without him.
He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into him.
“You know it in the way I kiss you.” He proves that by placing a kiss on my neck that has my eyes closing. “By the way thatI make love to you. How I bury my cock deep inside you until you beg me to take some out.” Just the mention of it makes me squeeze my thighs together.
This man should get an award for the way he fucks. I wasn’t that experienced when it came to sex, but Nico had a talent for turning my body on. If he walked into a room where I was, my coochie would purr for him, he didn’t even have to touch me.
His hand digs into my side with a bite of need. His lips move from my neck to my cheek to my mouth. He devours my lips, taking the bottom one into his mouth and sucking it. His tongue shoves against mine, possessing it as if it belongs to him. His free hand grips my ass in my shorts.
I whimper when I feel his hard cock press into my belly. When his hand on my ass pushes up the loose leg of my shorts and his long digit moves my panties to the side so he can reach my center, I remember where I am and why I’m here.
Placing my hands on his chest, I shove him back. He groans but allows space between us. I fight to clear my sex-riddled mind. The moment my heart stops beating as if it’s trying to break free, I feel strong enough to open my eyes and look at him. He looks just as flustered as I feel.
“This is the problem,” I say, swallowing. “This is why I can’t go home.”
Nico rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
I continue. “I don’t know what to believe anymore. Honestly, I don’t trust you.”
He flinches at my words as if they physically struck him.
“I need time.”
He nods, placing his hands back in his front pockets. “I understand,” he finally relents, making me feel better. I let out a deep sigh.
“We leave in the morning.” He turns to leave the room.
“Wait,” I call out to his back. He looks over his shoulder at me. “I told you I needed time.”
“And you will get it back home with me.”
“I’m not going back.” Lifting my chin defiantly, I place my hands on my hips.
