arms tight around me. “Thank you for trusting me.”
“Always,” I muttered.
He held me until my eyes started drifting shut, and when I felt myself being moved, I blinked slowly up at him.
“Where are you going?”
Eli laughed huskily. “I’m gonna take a shower.”
My eyes slid down to his erection, and I sat up on the bed. “Please, let me.”
With a searing kiss, he laid me back down on the bed. “These weeks are about you, I can take care of me.”
“Eli—”
“Sleep, Pay. I love you.”
I watched him walk into the bathroom, and tried to tell myself to get up and go to him, but my eyes were already shutting again by the time I heard the water turn on.
September 22, 2013
Eli
S HUTTI NG THE FRONT door softly behind me, I took a few steps in the direction of my bedroom and listened for any movement. When there wasn’t any, I turned and walked through my apartment and into my kitchen. Setting down the coffees and breakfast on the island, I sorted everything out before heading back toward my bedroom.
As I cracked open the door, my heart pounded against my chest when I saw Paisley lying on her stomach on my bed, right knee pulled up to the side.
Years of not seeing what was right in front of me . . . and somehow it still felt like I couldn’t believe she was finally mine. Somehow I’d known what she meant to me. I’d known and had just been too stupid.
Crawling onto the bed, I knelt down above her and placed light kisses on the back of her neck, moving around to her cheek.
“Wake up, beautiful girl.”
She squinted up at me for a second before closing her eyes again and trying to burrow under the comforter.
Brushing back her dark hair, wild from sleep, I let my lips trail across her exposed cheekbone and up over her eyebrow. “It’s Sunday morning, I have coffee and breakfast.”
“Sounding better,” she mumbled.
“I’ll give you the first bite?” I offered.
“Gettin’ there.”
“I need you to wake up so I can kiss you. It’s been hours.”
Her lips curved up in a smile. “Poor you.”
Nibbling on her ear, I whispered, “And I have a lot of touching to do.”
Red stained her porcelain cheeks when I leaned back, and her eyes were wide when she turned her head to look up at me. “Do you now?”
Keeping my weight on one arm, I pulled the comforter down enough so I could trail my free hand along her side until I got to where the shirt she was wearing had ridden up to her hips. Paisley pushed her ass up when I moved my hand between her and the bed, and as soon as I had my hands between her legs, she quickly wiggled away from the comforter and me, and jumped off the bed.
“What—”
She darted out of the room and down the hall, and I scrambled off the bed and took off after her. I found her standing in the kitchen taking a long drink from one of the coffee cups, and raised an eyebrow at her as I walked to stand behind her.
“So you run from me now?”
Tilting her head back so it was resting against my chest, she gave me a doe-eyed look. “You promised coffee and breakfast.”
“I did.”
“And then there were some things you wanted to do . . . so coffee and breakfast first.”
I planted my chin on her head when she looked down to unwrap one of the sandwiches. “I didn’t mean for those to be in order,” I grumbled.
She handed me the sandwich after checking it. “Well, you got your way last night, so I’m getting my way this morning.”
A slow grin crossed my face. “You enjoyed it.”
Paisley stilled against my body. “That’s embarrassing.”
Tossing the sandwich back on the island, I turned her around and bent down to look directly in her eyes. “Did you enjoy it, yes or no? Because if you didn’t, tell me now, Paisley, and I’ll never do that to you again.”
Her cheeks flushed again and she looked away for a second. “I did, I just—I don’t know how to feel about the fact that I did. Like I said, it’s embarrassing.”
“Don’t be
“Always,” I muttered.
He held me until my eyes started drifting shut, and when I felt myself being moved, I blinked slowly up at him.
“Where are you going?”
Eli laughed huskily. “I’m gonna take a shower.”
My eyes slid down to his erection, and I sat up on the bed. “Please, let me.”
With a searing kiss, he laid me back down on the bed. “These weeks are about you, I can take care of me.”
“Eli—”
“Sleep, Pay. I love you.”
I watched him walk into the bathroom, and tried to tell myself to get up and go to him, but my eyes were already shutting again by the time I heard the water turn on.
September 22, 2013
Eli
S HUTTI NG THE FRONT door softly behind me, I took a few steps in the direction of my bedroom and listened for any movement. When there wasn’t any, I turned and walked through my apartment and into my kitchen. Setting down the coffees and breakfast on the island, I sorted everything out before heading back toward my bedroom.
As I cracked open the door, my heart pounded against my chest when I saw Paisley lying on her stomach on my bed, right knee pulled up to the side.
Years of not seeing what was right in front of me . . . and somehow it still felt like I couldn’t believe she was finally mine. Somehow I’d known what she meant to me. I’d known and had just been too stupid.
Crawling onto the bed, I knelt down above her and placed light kisses on the back of her neck, moving around to her cheek.
“Wake up, beautiful girl.”
She squinted up at me for a second before closing her eyes again and trying to burrow under the comforter.
Brushing back her dark hair, wild from sleep, I let my lips trail across her exposed cheekbone and up over her eyebrow. “It’s Sunday morning, I have coffee and breakfast.”
“Sounding better,” she mumbled.
“I’ll give you the first bite?” I offered.
“Gettin’ there.”
“I need you to wake up so I can kiss you. It’s been hours.”
Her lips curved up in a smile. “Poor you.”
Nibbling on her ear, I whispered, “And I have a lot of touching to do.”
Red stained her porcelain cheeks when I leaned back, and her eyes were wide when she turned her head to look up at me. “Do you now?”
Keeping my weight on one arm, I pulled the comforter down enough so I could trail my free hand along her side until I got to where the shirt she was wearing had ridden up to her hips. Paisley pushed her ass up when I moved my hand between her and the bed, and as soon as I had my hands between her legs, she quickly wiggled away from the comforter and me, and jumped off the bed.
“What—”
She darted out of the room and down the hall, and I scrambled off the bed and took off after her. I found her standing in the kitchen taking a long drink from one of the coffee cups, and raised an eyebrow at her as I walked to stand behind her.
“So you run from me now?”
Tilting her head back so it was resting against my chest, she gave me a doe-eyed look. “You promised coffee and breakfast.”
“I did.”
“And then there were some things you wanted to do . . . so coffee and breakfast first.”
I planted my chin on her head when she looked down to unwrap one of the sandwiches. “I didn’t mean for those to be in order,” I grumbled.
She handed me the sandwich after checking it. “Well, you got your way last night, so I’m getting my way this morning.”
A slow grin crossed my face. “You enjoyed it.”
Paisley stilled against my body. “That’s embarrassing.”
Tossing the sandwich back on the island, I turned her around and bent down to look directly in her eyes. “Did you enjoy it, yes or no? Because if you didn’t, tell me now, Paisley, and I’ll never do that to you again.”
Her cheeks flushed again and she looked away for a second. “I did, I just—I don’t know how to feel about the fact that I did. Like I said, it’s embarrassing.”
“Don’t be
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