“Mm. I think…I feel like…pizza,” I say with a wide grin.
He chuckles. “Of course, you do. How silly of me. I should have known.” He slips his arm around my waist and leads me from the copy room.
Chapter 15 - Kristopher
Lying in bed tonight, alone, because Georgie is in her room finishing some research she had to do, I stare up at the ceiling, lost in thought about what she said this evening.
There is a broad, smug smile spread across my face. My arm is hooked behind my head, and I’m comfortably enjoying this moment.
Because she said that none of the other guys she’d tried dating felt right.
She’d stopped them, put an end to the date, and even the chance of kissing her.
Yet she didn’t stop me.
And my conclusion is what’s making me so happy.
With me, it felt right.
That says more to me than she could ever understand.
I had my spies watching her on those dates. They took photos, sometimes videos, to report back to me.
She smiled. She looked like she was enjoying herself. It drove me crazy with jealousy. I hated it. I hated the fact that she might go home with any one of them, that they might get to have her in ways I couldn’t.
I promised myself to stay away from her, for her own safety. I chose that, and it nearly killed me.
But now, tonight, I find out that all this time, she hadn’t been with anyone. They weren’t good enough for her. They didn’t feel right.
I chuckle to myself, stretching my arms higher above my head. I can’t get over it. How perfect it is.
How perfect it felt to have her in my hands again.
And now, when I take her for the first time, I’ll savor it as the most magnificent thing anyone has ever given me.
I fall asleep still smiling, knowing she is only ever going to belong to me.
It’s late morning when I come out of my office and find Georgie reading one of her textbooks in the living room. The sun is splashed across the sofa over her, and she’s stretched out on her back with the book held above her head.
“Catching up on your vitamin D while you study?” I ask.
She tilts her head back and looks at me from her upside-down perspective. “My bedroom was getting a little claustrophobic. Sometimes when I study this much, I forget I am a living creature that needs sustenance, fresh air and sunshine.”
“On that note…” I wander over to the sofa and sit down near her feet, lifting them and placing them on my lap. I run my hand over her smooth, silky legs.
She sets her book aside and props herself up on her elbows. “On that note?” she asks.
“I would like to take you out for an early dinner. I promise not to keep you up too late. You’ll still be fresh to study in the morning. But I’d love to spend some time with you away from the house, just relaxing.”
“Oh my goodness, that sounds amazing. Yes. Please,” she grins, her face brightening.
Her legs are warm from the sun, and I haven’t stopped moving my hand up and down over them.
She bites her lip, and my cock stirs, remembering how she tasted, and instantly wanting that again.
I want her, her body, her taste…but it’s so much deeper than that. The yearning I have for her encompasses everything about her. Her smile, her laugh, her spirit, her energy and kindness. Everything. She is beautiful inside and out, and I want it all.
“Be ready at five?” I ask. “If we head out early, we can still enjoy a leisurely dinner and be home early, too.”
