Her face softens. “So that’s why you’ve been avoiding me, pulling away from me, because you can’t have children? Because you somehow feel like you’re not worthy of me?”
I nod. “I couldn't give Grace children and it broke her... I don't want that for you.”
“But isn't that my decision to make?”
“Why would you want to be with me knowing that if we're still together five or even ten years from now, that I could never give you a baby. How could you possibly be happy with that?”
“Dwight,” she begins as she closes the distance between us. Even in the pouring rain, I see a tear escape, mixing with the raindrops that fall down her cheeks. “I can’t say what the future holds, I can’t say where we’ll be in five months, or in five years or even longer. I can't even say if we’ll still be together. All I know, is that right now, when I'm with you, everything feels right.Youare enough for me. If you honestly think that I’d walk away from you because of this, then you clearly underestimate how I feel about you. I wantyouand I chooseus, wherever that might lead us.”
“I don’t want to drag you down or hold you back. You deserve the world and everything it has to offer.”
“And you give me that. You don’t drag me down, Dwight, you lift me up.”
A lump lodges itself in my throat and I close the distance between us and crush my lips to hers in a searing kiss.
As much as I hate the thought that in five years, we might not even be together, we have to live in the now, make the most of the time wedohave together and not worry about the future just yet.
I love this girl.
Quinn has changed everything for me. She’s made me want it all. This girl has stripped me down and showed me the man that I want to be. I want to be the man she wakes up to every morning and falls asleep beside every night. I want to be a man she can count on and confide in, someone worthy of her.
My fingers dive into her soaked hair, tilting her head to the perfect angle to give me better access to her lips. I snake an arm around her back as I walk her backwards until her back hits the cool, wet metal exterior of my car. There isn’t an inch of room between us, my body flush against hers as I press her into the side of my car. I trail kisses across her jaw and down the side of her neck and she breathes out a sigh as I suck on the sensitive skin below her ear. She shivers against me, and I’m not sure if it’s because of me or the cold. Maybe it’s both, but I wrap my arms tighter around her to hold her close.
I feel her hands wind into my hair, tugging gently, knowing how it drives me insane. I’m so lost in the kiss that I’ve forgotten where we are, in the middle of the street in broad daylight in the pouring rain.
I pull away, gasping for breath. “Fuck,” I pant. My eyes catch hers and I smooth away a strand of hair that sticks to her face. “We should get out of this rain.”
“Good idea.”
Chapter 36
Quinn
As soon as we enter my apartment, I’m carried into my bedroom, my legs locked tight around his waist, his fingers digging into the flesh of my ass. I pepper kisses over his jaw and down his neck, his short prickly beard tickling my skin. He sits down on the edge of the bed with me straddling his lap. He devours my lips like a starving man, like an addict craving his next fix, our mouths working in perfect harmony together.
It’s like we’re made for each other.
Like we’re each other’s missing piece.
Even with the heater on full on the drive over here, we’re still damp from the rain, our clothes sticking to our bodies like a second skin, my white shirt borderline see-through.
I lace my fingers through his thick damp hair and tug gently, hearing a deep moan rumble deep in his throat. I know he loves it when I do that.
He kisses his way down the column of my neck, the feeling of his mouth on me sending ripples of need through my body. His hands find the hem of my shirt and he tugs it over my head, tossing it to the ground. He plants kisses over my chest while working the clasp of my bra. He flicks it open and pulls it off me, his mouth latching onto my breast, licking and flicking the hardened nipple with his tongue.
I throw my head back with a moan and start to rock against him, feeling him harden underneath me. I’m pretty sure I’m already wet, my pussy aching in the best way. He runs his hands up and down my back, my skin pricking under his touch.
He releases my nipple with a pop and tips his head up to look at me. “I was wrong to push you away. I'm so fucking sorry I hurt you,” he whispers, his warm breath dancing across my skin.
“Don’t ever doubt how I feel about you, how important you are to me.” I lean down and brush my lips over his.
“Fuck, I want you so bad.”
“Then have me. I’m yours.”
His mouth crashes back to mine as he rises up onto his feet, only to spin us around and toss me back onto the bed.
My hands fist his shirt as I tug it over his head before moving down to unbutton his jeans.
