I loved all the different moods and expressions of Anderson, but hearing him groan my name with nothing but heat and love in his eyes was my absolute favorite. My heart pounded from the orgasm and feelings, and my eyes stung at the immense waves of reciprocated emotions pouring through me. He quickly removed the condom and joined me back on the bed, tucking me into the crook of his arm. He let out a deep, contented sigh as he ran his hand down my bare back, and I don’t think I had ever been happier in my entire life.
“My body might be in shock,” I said, feeling drunk on him and how he made me feel. “I can’t believe this happened. You and me, it’s wild, huh?”
“You came into my life for a reason. Your annoying, pain in the ass attitude is about the only person who could put up with me.” His laughter warmed me. “I watched you. In the beginning that is. Not in a creepy way, just how you handled yourself. I was such a dick ,and you kept your head high. I think that’s when I first became attracted to you.”
“Interesting.” I pinched his good side. “It wasn’t at the bar?”
“Oh, that,” he grumbled. “I had a shit day and took it out on you. You were cute as hell.”
I blushed, not fond of the memory, but we had come so far since then. “When did you figure it out?”
“Figure what out?”
“That you had feelings for me?” I bit a hangnail, curious to know. “I think I started really falling for you when you helped me with the project, or the night of the storm. You know what? I don’t know when it happened, but I know it hit me hard, and I resisted it as long as I could.”
He squeezed me tighter. “After you fell and hurt your knee.”
“Wait, really?” I twisted my head to face him. “That’s when?”
“Yes.” He grinned sheepishly. “You were exhausted. You had black circles under your eyes and yet you still smiled all the damn time. It annoyed me at first. But I found myself wanting to be around you all the time. Your smile. Your joy. I wanted to see it all the time. It was addicting. And when you fell. This sweet, charming girl came out from under the badass determination you have. I was a goner.”
I blushed at his words and hid my face. “That was a cute answer.”
“So, as you can imagine, the past four months have almost killed me. The hotel room, your friendship with fuckingLogan. Can we talk about that for a second?” His tone changed.
I put my finger to his lips.
“Nope. Nothing to talk about. I loveyou, Anderson. Everyone else dulls in comparison to you.”
“Okay, then.” He grinned, and I sighed into his arms. “Hey, we’re both completely free tomorrow, yeah?” he whispered as he kissed all the way down my neck.
I groaned,the desire coming back almost instantly. “Right, hey—aren’t you worn out?”
“Good. And no. I’m not. Your naked body is pressing against me, and I’m a weak man. I’m not letting you leave my bed.” He kissed lower. “Well, maybe to eat.”
“I like food.” My pulse raced again. My body became hot.
He chuckled and went lower. “We can eat, and that’s it. Now, that I’ve had you babe, I won’t be able to get enough.” He dipped his tongue lower and lower. I arched my back. So this is what he meant by eating. Good to know. His tongue brushed my center and coiled around it. I lost all thoughts. “You’re going to kill me, Grace.”
I trembled around him some time later. Time seemed to stop, and that was fine by me. I was with the person I wanted to be with. He rejoined me at the top of the bed seconds later. His erection pressed against my side, and I wiggled against it. “What about you, Brock?”
“I wanted to give you pleasure. Nothing more. Now go to sleep. I’m doing that again as soon as you wake up.”
And he did.
Epilogue
Six months later…
I stoodat the edge of Brock’s counter, desperately waiting for the phone to ring. Maybe if I stared at it harder, it would ring. I leaned on my right elbow, eyeing it from the side. Nope. Nada.
“Staring at it will not help.” Brock walked in wearing a backwards hat and old gym clothes, looking all sorts of sexy. “Now, staring at me will definitely help.”
“Funny, funny guy.” I turned back to the phone, and he wrapped his arms around me. He pressed his lips against my neck, my favorite spot to be kissed. I shuddered a bit, his knowing laugh telling me what his plans were. “You know, I’m expecting a life changing call. I don’t know if hanky panky is appropriate.”
“Hanky panky isn’t used anymore. They cancelled that phrase.” He laughed, dragging his lips down my neck to my shoulder. He slid the loose tank top strap to the side. “I missed you.”
“I was out of town for one day. One day.” I faced him, and his gaze flicked to my mouth. “Eyes up here, buddy.”
