“But I wanted to.” Her satisfied eyes meet mine. “I wanted your cock, Breaker.”
And Jesus fuck . . . I might just be hard again.
“Here,” I say to Lia, offering her one of my shirts. “Wear this tonight.”
She takes the shirt with a Rubik’s cube on the front and says, “You know, I could just walk back to my place and get clothes.”
I help her put the shirt on over her naked body and say, “You could, but that would require you to walk around naked in a public place, and that’s not approved by me. That would also mean you would have to leave, which is also not approved by me.”
She chuckles and presses her hand to my chest. “No one told me you’re the one in charge.”
“Well, I am.” I kiss the top of her head, so desperate to claim her mouth. “Which also means, sorry, but you’re sleeping here tonight.”
“And why is that?” Her hands fall to my waist, and even though I just made her come a few minutes ago, I have this needy urge to do it all over again.
“Because I’ve let you sleep at your place the last two nights, and it’s about time you spent the night here so I can wake up next to you first thing in the morning.”
“I thought I was a pillow hog?” she asks as her hands smooth up my chest.
“You are, but it’s something I can look past.”
“Wow, you’re a real hero.” She chuckles and then pulls me into a hug. I smooth my hand over the back of her head.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
She nods against my chest but doesn’t pull away.
“You sure? You just went really quiet on me.”
“I’m sure. Just thinking.”
“Tell me what you’re thinking about,” I say as I run my hand down her back and then back up.
“Just how crazy this is.” She glances up at me. “I never would have expected to be in this position with you or in that position we were in a few moments ago. I suppose I’m still trying to grasp it all.”
“You seem open to it, though.”
“I am.” She now pulls away enough so we’re looking at each other. “I like you, Breaker, a lot. And I seem to have this full-blown attraction for you that I never knew I had. And when you’re touching me, commanding me, it makes me feel safe, protected, like I’m . . . home. I just don’t want anything to mess that up, you know?”
“I understand.” I slip my finger under her chin and say, “I promise, I will do everything in my goddamn power to make sure nothing is messed up. Got it?”
She nods. “Yes.”
“You trust me?”
“You’re the person I trust the most,” she answers.
“Good.” I pull her into a hug again. “Then I need to ask you something.”
“What?” she asks.
I lead her to the edge of my bed, and we both sit.
“You’re making me nervous,” she says as I take her hands in mine.
“Don’t be nervous. I just have a question to ask you.” With a smile, I say, “Will you go on a date with me tomorrow?”
“Stop . . . that is not your question.”
“It is,” I reply. “I’m serious, Lia. I want to date you, and now that I know you’re open to it, I want to make it official.”
“Really?” I nod, and she glances away.
“What’s wrong?” Something is clearly on her mind. “Is that not something you want? Did I read you all wrong?”
She shakes her head. “No, not at all. You didn’t read me wrong. It’s just that . . . this is all so sudden. I just broke things off with Brian and canceled the wedding. If I started dating you, don’t you think that would, I don’t know . . . look bad?”
“To whom?” I ask.
“I don’t know . . . just people.”
I slowly nod. “And who are these people you talk about?”
“Stop.” She chuckles. “You know what I mean.”
“I do, but I’m wondering when you started caring about what other people think? Because as long as I’ve known you, you really haven’t cared at all.”
“You’re right. I haven’t. I guess I just still have that fear.”
“Well, if you’re not ready, I’ll wait. I can wait for as long as you want me to wait,” I say. “I’m not going anywhere, Lia. If you want me to slow down, I’ll slow down. If you want me to give you some space to think about things, I will do that too because I want you in this just as much as I am.”