CHAPTER 18
SAMANTHA
On Sunday, I went home mid-morning. I told Eli I needed to get home and rest to get ready for the week, but it was a lie.
Secretly, I was freaking the fuck out.
Sex with Elijah Wolfe was everything. It was what dreams are made of… and it scared the hell out of me. I’ve been running my mouth, talking about no expectations, and by Sunday morning, I was ready to beg him to give us a chance.
I knew I needed to get out of there and put some space between us.
I didn’t realize that he was going to fight me on it.
Sunday, he hung around Kane’s apartment all day.
And every day this week at work, he’s been persistent.
He brings me flowers at the office, not caring who sees.
He’s brought me candy and sweet notes, my favorite chocolates, and every time I refused to go to his house after work, he came to Kane’s.
I’m a fool, I know I am, but I’m also a scared, pregnant fool that doesn’t want to fuck up.
What if this is just a temporary tryst that he needs to get out of his system and then he moves on to someone else? Hell, I don’t think I’d survive it.
It’s Monday when I realize I already miss sleeping next to him.
It’s Tuesday when I miss the way he kisses me like he can’t get enough.
On Wednesday, I’m jealous when some sales rep comes in and flirts with him and I remember that I have no claim to him.
On Thursday, I’m so lost I’m not sure what to do with myself, and Friday, I’m ready to beg him to be with me.
It’s been an array of emotions, and I can’t seem to get ahold of any of them.
Friday afternoon, he asks me to spend the weekend with him.
I should say no. I can see me getting hurt, but I don’t have the strength to refuse.
I barely get yes out and he says, “We’re going out to dinner.”
When five o’clock rolls around, he’s ready to go. He wants me to drive to the apartment so he can pick me up, but I insist on driving my car to his house.
We meet there, and then I get into his truck to go out for dinner. He’s touchy feely, holding my hand, putting his hand at the small of my back, hanging on my every word, touching me at all times.
I eat it up. I’m a fool, but I eat it all up. I welcome it and let myself enjoy it all.
I can feel the people staring at us at the Peddler, but I pay them no mind. For now, Eli is mine, and I’m the one that he wants. I’m not sure how long it’s going to last, but I do know that I’m going to enjoy it and take full advantage while I can.
We talk about work. We talk about Kane. The hospital. Everything except the elephant in the room. I know he’s been disappointed in me this week. I’ve let him down by distancing myself, and I feel guilty about it.
When we get back to his house, he reminds me, “Tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day.”
I nod, knowing that it’s the day of love, and sorrow overcomes me.Just tell him. Tell him how you feel. But how the hell do you change the rules when you were so loud about spouting them in the beginning?
Elijah clears his throat. “I have to go to the job site tomorrow. We have an inspection, and I know it sucks, but in order to stay on schedule, I had to arrange for it to happen, and that was the only time the guy could fit us in.”
I shrug. “It’s okay. I’ll get up and go to Kane’s.”
