“I know about the layoffs,” I say, stepping closer. “I suspect you saw my name on the list. Just be honest with me. Please.”
He takes a deep breath, and his eyes lock onto mine. “You’re right. I need you to know I intended to tell you everything, but I had to get a few things in order first.”
“So, tell me everything.”
“I’m under a strict NDA, but you are my priority. You’re the only one who matters.”
I feel a mix of relief and then concern.
“Don’t risk your job. I get the gist of what’s happening. And your father would be furious, I’m sure.”
Wyatt steps forward, closing the distance between us. “I’m not worried about the job or my father. All I care about is you.” His hand grips the back of my neck, and his thumb dusts over my lips.
“I told Lance today that I’m not returning to TWA. I’ll wrap up the final details of this project, but then I’m passing the ongoing support to a colleague.”
“Please tell me you didn’t do this because of me,” I say. “Please tell me you didn’t back out of work I know you love just for me.”
“Of course I did. But before you panic, I also accepted an offer from Hays and Cole. Nobody knows that yet. Not even my father.”
I’m speechless. The shock must be apparent on my face.
“There’s something else you should know,” Wyatt says. He braces his hands around my face so my head is tilted up at him, as though he wants to make sure I hear his next words clearly.
“When I’m with you, I feel a peace I’ve only known one other time in my life. You make me feel like my dreams matter, like I matter. With us, I’ve never felt like I’ve had to be anyone except who I truly am. You inspire me to take risks I’ve always wanted to take and go after things I’ve always wanted. And I want you.”
He seals his declaration with a kiss that sends fire through my body and sizzles every nerve in my heart. I wrap my arms around him and deepen the kiss, desperate to show him I’ll always make him feel that way.
My heart pounds in my chest, a mixture of relief and fear, as he pulls back to look at how I’m taking this news.
“Wyatt, are you sure about this? About us?”
He nods, and his gaze is unwavering. “Blair, I clearly remember the day I met you. It changed my heart forever. I didn’t understand what love was before that, and I didn’t realize how good it would feel to have someone care for me, listen to me, accept, and want me, no matter my flaws. You gave me a second chance, and now I know for sure. You have my heart. It was always yours. It always will be.”
As he pulls me into his arms, I feel the weight of the past twelve years lift off my shoulders. This time, we have a real chance. And I’m not going to let it slip away.
The stress and tension of the past few days, coupled with the admissions of our feelings, hit hard after dinner. Wyatt and I are both tired, and we should sleep, but we also can’t keep our hands off each other.
“I need to shower. Care to join me?” Wyatt asks, already leading me toward his bathroom. I slowly unbutton my blouse, letting him know I’m interested. He turns on the water and when he turns back around I’m already pulling down my skirt and panties. I reach back to unsnap my bra, and watch his eyes follow its fall to the floor before they dart back up to linger over my naked body.
“Are you just going to stare? Or are you going to join me?”
He races to strip as I step into the steam and under the spray of the shower tilting my head back to soak my hair. He slides in against my body, and the warm water makes everything slick between us. His hands find my breasts and I lean into his touch, loving how strong his hands feel on my skin. His thumb glides over my pebbled nipples and I can’t stop the moan that escapes.
“Your hands feel so good.”
My fingers explore his chest memorizing every curve of his hard body, while his lips find mine and his tongue tangles with mine. His hand grips the back of my neck pulling me closer as his other hand starts to travel down my side and around my back.
When he kisses me, the world fades away and everything I’ve ever wanted is right here. Every broken part, every scar, feels healed and complete. When I pull back, I see a flash of confusion cross his face, but right now, I want all of him. I want to make him feel treasured and loved the way he makes me feel. When I sink to my knees his eyes fill with adoration, desire, and need.
“You look fucking gorgeous on your knees.”
I wrap my hand around him and glide my tongue along the length of him, circling around the tip and licking off the precum that is already leaking out of him. His hands gently caress my hair and I can feel him holding back, letting me control the pace.
“Look at me Blair. I want your eyes on me.”
The moment our eyes connect, the world slips away and it’s only us. This moment feels like more, like we’re done with excuses and know there will never be anyone else for either of us. As I slide him into my mouth, I watch the ecstasy take over him.
“Jesus, fuck, Blair. So good.”
