“Hi.”
“You came?”
“If you’ll have me,” she whispered, her eyes round as if she thought I would turn her away. I mean, the thought hadn’t even crossed my mind, because I told her the honest truth. I did want her here, in my domain, with me, day in and day out.
“It would be kind of rude for me to make you go home now, wouldn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“And it’s not like there are any hotels around here for you.”
“There wasn’t when I drove in.”
“There is something to say, though,” I started, lifting my hand up and cupping her cheek. “You’re a good girl for following directions so well.”
I leaned down, taking her gasp with my lips, savoring the feel and taste.
“Welcome to my cabin,” I whispered, enjoying the blush that appeared.
Chapter 4
He opened the door for me after knocking me backwards with a kiss I was not expecting and I just about swooned.
Swooned!
Me!
Can you believe that?
Because I can’t. I didn’t think I would be swooning at forty-two. But sure enough, he made me do it. And yeah, that expression that talks about swaying on your feet and feeling the ground move?
That was me.
I could have been bowled over with a feather.
That’s how amazed I was.
I followed him in, taking in the coziness of it, something else that threw me for a loop.
He was very much a homebody, and the fact that he was allowing a stranger into his home had me questioning not just his sanity, but mine.
“Did you pack everything in your car?”
“Just the things I needed. I had my friend take care of the rest.” I twisted my lip as I stood by his couch, my hands twisting before me. “I wasn’t sure…,” I started, then stopped and cleared my throat. “I wouldn’t know…” Once more I trailed off and he smiled.
“You didn’t know what would happen and I don’t blame you, Janelle.” He sat on the arm of the couch and waved me over, to which I followed. “The truth of the matter is that I wasn’t sure what I wanted either, or what I expected. I thought I would run for the hills the first time you stepped in here, but honestly, I’m enjoying you being in my space, and that’s very abnormal. I also don’t have people in here.”
“Are you sure it’s okay, Christian? I can leave.”
“We discussed this. You have nowhere else to go. I do have to admit; you’re one brave woman.”
“And why is that?”
“Because it takes a strong woman to pack everything up and head to some place unknown.”
I couldn’t deny that. It was me being strong, but it was also me being stupid. Because he could be a killer for all I knew. He could have lied on his profile and lured me here and no one would have known.
“You’re cute,” he said, and it snapped me out of my dark thoughts.
