My eyes widened.
“Anyway, I was there until after midnight. When I got upstairs, I realized I hadn’t had a signal on my phone while I was in the garage and I missed your calls. I should’ve taken a break and tried to call you, but all I was thinkin’ about was how bad I wanted to get done so I could see you. Then you wouldn’t take my calls.” He let go of my hand and rubbed his face with both hands.
“Anyway, then you blocked my number. I know that because the message went to green.” He paused, looking miserable as he stared at me with haunted blue eyes. “I’m so sorry, Cachi. I didn’t blow you off. It was all a mistake, but it was my fault. I was afraid I screwed everythin’ up with you.”
I felt so much better. I should’ve known he had a good reason not to show up without even calling. Rex was a good man. “I think you are a liar.”
Rex’s eyes went wide as he shook his head. “No, I’m tellin’ you the truth.”
“No. Rex. I say something wrong.” I balled one hand into a fist and tapped the side of my head. “I’m sorry my English is bad. I say, when you no come to pick me up, I think you are liar.”
He smiled. “Well, I’m not. I wanted to see you, and I’m just so sorry I made you feel like I didn’t want to. Everythin’ that happened was my fault.”
My heart suddenly felt like the vise around it was completely gone and my stomach was full of butterflies. “I like you so much, Rex. I’m glad you bring me here to change tonight.” I glanced at my watch. It was almost eleven. I had no idea. When I looked up again, Rex was watching me closely.
“You need to get home to your mama, sugar.”
I wanted to stay so badly. I wanted to take off the clothes that Rex had just given me and get into bed with him and feel his big, warm body pressing me down into the mattress. Feel his weight on top of me, touch his tanned skin, and run my hands all over his muscles. I desperately wanted to feel him inside me again. But it was so late, and truthfully, I needed to go home and sleep so I could forget about the horrible things I’d seen today. I nodded. “Si. Mamá worry if I no go home. She wait for me…no sleep. You understand?”
He nodded. “I’d like to take you right back to my bedroom and show you how sorry I really am, but I can wait until tomorrow, Cachi.” When a frown crossed his face, I tilted my head, trying to figure out what bothered him. “Are you dancin’ tomorrow?”
I nodded slowly. “Yes, but I get off at nine. Cocktail happy hour.”
“I’ll be there this time. I promise, Cachi.” He glanced down at my mouth before looking back up again. When he leaned forward, I met him halfway, accepting the kiss. A moment later he broke the kiss as he pulled me up from the chair and crushed me against his wide chest with arms made like steel bands. He grabbed my ass in two big hands, his mouth taking mine again,insistent this time as he plundered. His swollen cock felt like stone as he held me tightly against his groin, grinding slowly. Even with clothes between us, I felt his near desperate need, and I sighed in pleasure.
Here was this big, strong, virile man who couldn’t keep his hands off me. There really was no one like Rex Monroe. If he wasn’t every gay man’s fantasy wet dream, he should be. All I could do was cling to his shoulders and lean against his rock-hard chest as he held my body pressed tightly against him. If it were any other time, I knew he would have swept me into his arms and carried me off to bed. Tonight, though, he kissed me thoroughly, reminding me just how much I would miss him when he finally pulled away.
And I did.
Chapter Eleven
CACHI
It was nearly midnight by the time Rex pulled up to my house. As he stopped the car, idling at the curb, I reached over and took his hand, offering the sincerest smile I could. It was forced, but smiling was the last thing I wanted to do after the long, horrible day. I hoped he couldn’t read the tumbling emotions I was feeling, but Rex Monroe was a smart man. He’d tuned into me quickly. He smiled but it fell away fast as he tightened his fingers, holding me fast.
“It’s gonna be okay, sugar, it really is.”
Like I’d thought, he knew exactly how I was feeling. I nodded. “Thank you, Rex. If no for you…” I trailed off as my lower lip began to quiver. The tears came fast, too fast.
“Come here.”
A moment later, he’d shut off the car and reached over, pulling me into his lap, right there in the front seat. “Rex! What are you doing?” The space between his body and the steering wheel at my back was so narrow that I was forced to lean against his big, hot body, straddling him. He grinned up at me, tracing my back muscles with big hands as he stared into my eyes.
“You’re so beautiful, you know.”
I sniffled and then laughed, winding my arms around his neck. He knew exactly what to say to take my mind off things I really didn’t want to think about. “You say that many times, Rex.”
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to my collarbone. “I have to say somethin’ if it’s true,” he whispered, trailing his soft lips up the side of my neck. I shivered from the sheer potency of the man. Everything he said or did made me hot.
“Rex!” I cried. “Mi mamá!”
He lifted his face and glanced at the house before looking back at me, staring into my eyes for only a few seconds before lowering his gaze to my lips. “Your mama ain’t comin’ at the moment, Cachi. It’s just you and me.”
I chuckled, tugging on the strands of hair at the back of his neck. He looked up into my eyes and then brushed his lips over mine.
“I just want to kiss you right…you know you have a little freckle right on the corner of your mouth.”
I opened my mouth to say something but he cut off whatever stupid thing it was when he kissed me. The press of his lips and the sheer need of his tongue was too much for me. I gave in, opening my lips and kissing him hungrily. It wasn’t fair. He knew exactly what to do, how to touch me when he wanted to drive me out of my mind. There was no way I could’ve stopped him and really, no reason to.
