I flip through the magazine some more, then put it down and head back to his room to get dressed myself. He’s standing at the sink, putting product in his hair, when I slip his shirt over my head, instantly getting his attention even though I was not trying to do so.
Our eyes meet as I stand here in nothing but panties.
He steps back and turns to head toward me. The fire in his eyes leaves me standing still in anticipation, and I don’t try one bit to cover myself.
“You are so gorgeous.” He wraps his hands around the nape of my neck and pulls me in to kiss him.
I’ve noticed this is his thing. Every time he kisses me, he holds me this way, and it instantly makes me putty in his hands.
“God, I hate Myles right now,” he says with a smirk. “What are you doing tonight?”
“You.”
I grin, and he laughs out loud.
“Fuck yeah, you are!”
He smacks my ass, making me laugh before turning around to finish getting ready as I put my lace bralette on, then slip my dress over my head. I sit down to put my boots on and stand when he’s by my side.
“How about I make you dinner tonight?”
I nod. “Okay.”
He gives me a quick kiss, then turns to leave his room with me right behind him. We leave his house and walk to his truck. He clicks the unlock button and opens the door for me, lets me hop in, then goes to his side and joins me.
“Where to, madam?”
I give him my address, and after he has his seat belt on and the truck started, he reaches for my hand again, holding it in his. We sit in silence, listening to the country station he already had on in his truck. This level of comfort between us is amazing andso calming at the same time. Add in the music playing around us, and I’m so content. I could drive around like this all day.
He pulls up to my place and leans over to kiss me one more time before I open the door.
“Come over around six?” he asks.
“I’ll see you then,” I reply, already counting down in my mind how long that is from now.
We say our goodbyes, and I head to my apartment, dialing Nikki at the same time.
“Spill it!” she says as she answers.
“Best. Night. Ever,” I state clearly and slowly, emphasizing every word.
“I knew it! When do you think you’ll see him again?”
“Tonight,” I singsong.
“You’re joking?” she asks in amazement.
“Nope. He’s cooking me dinner.”
“He’s hot. Employed. Good in bed. Cooks. And he doesn’t play games? Damn, girl, this guy must be a keeper.”
“Don’t get my hopes up, but I know! I’m trying to not get too excited.”
“Nah, don’t be like that. He’s obviously into you. Enjoy that feeling. You more than deserve it.”
“Thanks, Nikki,” I say with a sigh.
The last six months of living here have been an absolute roller coaster of ups and downs. I’ve gotten my hopes up so many times about my career, only to be let down and left to feel lower than the ground I walk on. It’s hard to see anything besides disappointment when you’ve felt it so many times, but I’ve kept pushing forward.
