“I think that’s beautiful, Christian. I also think we’re going to make far more memories.”
Chapter 6
“It’s not as windy today, want to sit outside and have some coffee?”
“Sure,” I told him, picking up my cup and joining him outside. But when I went to sit down next to him, he grabbed my hips and pulled me on his lap. I giggled as I wrapped my arm around him, taking in the view.
It had been a couple days of being here, but thanks to the wind and the cold, we hadn’t been able to sit outside, and I hadn’t been able to take in this view. Which, yeah, was beyondstunning. The sun flickered down between the tall pines and with the slight breeze, it felt like a whole other world.
The hardest thing, though, was the silence. Or at least the sound of mother nature. There wasn’t any screaming, no sirens wailing, and there wasn’t any loud music blaring. Just sweet and total peace. Or, well, mother nature did provide its own background of noises, but that was more soothing than scary.
“Do you enjoy this?” I asked him, teasing him, because it seemed to me that he couldn’t keep his hands off me. Not that I minded, it was refreshing and new.
“Holding you and touching you? Oh, I do!”
I giggled at his enthusiasm and leaned against him, closing my eyes and just basking in the feeling. He sighed before his lips brushed my forehead.
“Is any part of this odd for you, Janelle?”
“You mean, like packing up everything I own, leaving my job and the city behind to move in and marry a man I don’t know? Nope, not at all.”
He chuckled as he squeezed me a little tighter.
“I’m glad I found you. Your smile and your curves caught my eye right away. But the more we talked, the more at home I felt with you. And that’s something I never thought I would see or feel.”
“Honestly, I would never have joined myself, you know. But I’m really glad my friends did it.”
“I figured you wouldn’t have.”
He kissed my head again and I snuggled in a little more.
Yes, this was strange, different, something I probably would never have done, but I haven’t been scared one moment that I stepped on his porch, even when he wasn’t home. This just felt right for me, something I hadn’t felt before.
And I couldn’t help but figure that if this felt not bad different, but good different, then it couldn’t be a bad thing.
“I have a confession,” he told me, running his hands over my sides.
I shifted so that I could look at him, a brow raised.
“Yes?”
“I looked over your artwork, regardless of if they were the ones someone asked you to do or the ones you thought of. All were insanely hot and all had me wanting to try everything you drew.”
I blushed yet again, making him smile. And this time when he tried to get a peek as to how much of my body was red, I didn’t stop him.
It was evident that there was heat between us and that we wanted each other, but nothing had gone beyond kissing and maybe somebody touching. But even then, we didn’t go beyond the chest or sides. Okay, he did grab my ass, but that was it.
I wanted to ask why that was. Again, I didn’t need to wait. But I was also too chicken to ask why he hadn’t started anything.
“Some of them were hot.”
“No, Janelle, all of them were hot. You didn’t hold back on the sizzle between people either. Like even from a picture, it came to life. I saw them and I had a hard on for two days that I couldn’t get rid of.”
I twisted my lip, looking at him.
If there was ever a time to ask, it was now. When he was open about what that did to him. I took a deep breath and then opened my mouth, ready to confront this head on. I was done being scared. That Janelle got left back in the city.
But before I could get anything out, someone was pounding on the door, causing both of us to jump and the moment was lost.
