Page 109 of Humility

I dumped two more bags, and the row was almost full. Jasmine swore as she gripped the side of the table and looked down.

“I didn’t mean to upset you,” I said.

“It’s not that. I just wish Angelo had communicated with me, and I can’t change anything now, but….”

“It’s frustrating,” I offered.

“Yes, exactly. In all his hopes to win me and protect me, he ended up pushing me away and hurting me.” She shook her head. “So much lost time.”

Nodding, I helped level out the soil, the two of us working in a comfortable silence even though I could still feel her anger bubbling under her calm expression.

“I’m going to say something really selfish,” I said, and she raised her eyebrows with the silent question. “I know everyone is hurting and I want to make it clear I’d never want you to be hurt or anything else, but….” I licked my lips. “If Angelo hadn’t needed to hire me and the two of us become friends than I never would’ve met you. I can’t say I’m not happy we met or that you want me in your life. That makes me sound like the biggest dick.” I shook my head.

“Maybe a little, but at least you’re honest. That is rare in our world.” She polished off the coffee and sat the cup aside, but was focused on the moisture on her lips.

“Have you ever been go-carting?” I blurted out.

Jasmine’s hand stilled. “No.”

“Would you like to go with me one evening? I know a fun spot not far from here. Just the two of us. Well, the two of us and some guards, but that’s beside the point.” I polished off my drink as I anxiously waited for a response. It was a stupid idea for a date with a princess. What was I thinking?

“Only if you don’t let me win,” she said, her lip curling up in challenge, and if there was any doubt left that I loved her, it was gone.

Grabbing her hand, I pulled her in close and tickled her side. She laughed and jumped away, but I still held her hand and tickled her again.

“Stop it….” She laughed hard as my fingers moved over her ribcage.

She had the best laugh, and I loved her smile. It could light up the darkest room. She wiggled out of my grip and took off running. Oh, hell yeah. We ended up in a mad dash around the room as she evaded me.

“I’m going to get you,” I teased and jumped up on the table.

Jasmine took off again and I ran beside her on the table. Jumping down I wrapped my arm around her waist and she let out an adorable little squeal. Picking her up easily, she screamed as I spun her around and pressed her up against the wall.

“Please, no more,” she begged as she wiggled in my hold.

Instead of tickling her, I dropped my lips to hers and groaned as she opened for me. Cupping her face, I attacked her mouth, tasting every inch. Jasmine pressed her body into mine, moaning as she ran her fingers through my hair, and I lost the little bit of control I had left.

“I want you, all of you. Right now,” I said against her lips, my heart pounding and my cock aching with it pressed up against her. I plucked my cell out of my pocket and dropped it on the closest table. “No phone to interrupt us this time.”

The desire in her eyes matched my own, but I held off even as everything in me screamed to finally take what I wanted and have her all to myself.

“Then what are you waiting for,” she asked coyly.

“Sweetest words I’ve ever heard.” I kissed her again, fumbling for the door to the storage room. I found the handle, turned it, and pulled her inside. Laughing, I groped the wall for the light, then remembered there was no electricity yet.

“Shit,” I growled. “No lights.”

Jasmine pulled away, and my heart sank until a light clicked on. I smirked as I stared at the flashlight in Jasmine’s hand. She looked utterly devilish in the sexiest way possible, with the light shining on her face like she was telling a ghost story.

“You’re fucking brilliant,” I said, taking the light and sitting it on the metal shelving unit. Yanking off my shirt, I tossed it on the shelf to join the flashlight before pulling Jasmine back into my arms.

She leaned back before I could kiss her again. “We need one rule,” she said.

“Okay?”

“I can only have one of you grabbing strange crap to shove into me. Angelo has that covered, so even if that broom looks enticing, or the flashlight seems like a bright idea, I will beat you with it if you try.”

Smiling wide, I cupped her face. “There is only one thing that I want to shove in you, and it isn’t a broom or a flashlight,” I said and chuckled as her cheeks reddened. “I’m going to kiss you now.”