And then just in case it wasn’t clear, he made it so.
“Okay that’s enough. We need to stop there,” he said, in so calm a tone she could have almost believed they’d never done anything at all.
If her body hadn’t been on fucking fire.
God, did he not realize she was on fire?
“Even though I have zero objections.”
“Objections are not the point.”
“They seem like the point.”
“We agreed to go slow, honey. We agreed.”
“I know we did. But don’t you think—”
“I think we should stick to the agreement. Just for now. I mean, what’s the rush?” he asked, and she went to argue. She really did. But the truth was:
There was just no reasonable answer to that.
The world wasn’t ending tomorrow. She didn’t have disease that meant sex was off the table from five past midnight that night. And she definitely couldn’t tell him that horniness had taken over her soul. It sounded crazy even to her, and she was the one feeling it.
So, she laughed and agreed to be patient.
While inside, desire shredded her patience to bits.
Chapter Twelve
She took a minute before going into her apartment.
Mostly because she knew what she looked like.
Her face was still somehow blazing hot, even though it had been a good hour between him doingthatand right now. They’d watched a whole hour more of the movie, then he’d driven her home. But she remained as red as a tomato. She had to press her cheeks against the cool door, just to get them to calm down.
Though, she knew it didn’t really work.
And even if it had, there were other signs of how he’d affected her.
She was shaking, just little. Her breath was coming too fast.
But most damning of all: her nipples were still straining against her shirt.
If Letty was waiting up, Lydia was going to poke her goddamn eyes out.
So, it was a relief when she got in and saw the empty living room. Now she could just slink off to her room and take care of business, before anyone was any the wiser. No awkward conversations about guys she should have told Letty about months ago. No weirdness over why she’d even kept it a secret in the first place.
Just a deeply relaxing bout of frustration relief.
Followed by a commitment to telling Letty in the morning.
Yeah. That seemed best. That seemed like it would work.
Until she got through her door, and saw her friend sitting at her desk.Fuck, how had she forgotten offering Letty her desk? She didn’t know. All she knew was Letty had already turned, and her frown was starting to deepen, and in a second, the questions would come. Oh, they were on their way. Lydia even considered heading them off at the pass.
You don’t have to worry. He’s fucking amazing.
It’s like my life saved up the epic boyfriend for right now.
