Chance’s hysterical laughter filled the room.
What he didn’t know was that a man who read was far sexier than any other and there was nothing funny about that. It meant he had an imagination that could vividly see what authors had put on paper and that he believed in love blooming or surviving in the most unfortunate circumstances.
The conversation continued on, but Chase seemed less concerned with where it was going and more with me. His eyes were eating up the distance between us as if he wanted to be as close to me as he possibly could be, and something told me it wasn’t just about wanting to sit next to one another. In his stare he wanted me naked, writhing beneath him as I moaned his name. I can’t lie, I wanted that too.
“Don’t feel bad, Chase. Gia reads dirty romance novels all the time. In fact, the Fifty Shades of Grey series is a favorite of hers. Right, Gia?” I narrowed my eyes at her. If she wanted to open that can of worms, then we could go there.
“Should I tell them about your first kiss?” I raised an eyebrow in question at her. She sat quietly for a moment as the guys stared between us as if we were sharing a conversation inside of our heads that they couldn’t hear.
“I think it’s time to watch the movie.” Taylor changed the subject, but not without throwing a dirty look my way.
Chase leaned forward, past Taylor and Chance and into my face.
“Dirty books are the best kind of books,” he murmured, so close that I could feel his breath on my lips as he invaded my space.
He breathed out and I breathed him in, each whisper of air becoming unspoken words our hearts were desperate to speak.
They say fidgeting is a sign of nervousness. That fear makes us do crazy things and love even crazier things. I couldn’t focus on anything but Gia, which wasn’t outside of the norm for me. That’s why as the movie played before us, I found myself growing closer to her. I didn’t care about the movie, or about Taylor and Chance being near us. All that mattered was Gia, and the second that her head started to lop to one side I knew that I needed to take her into my arms, and I did just that.
Her warmth seeped into my bones, warming the coldness that had settled deep within me. She melted away all the bad and made me want to be the best part of her life that I could be.
“She snores, just warning you.” Taylor winked and then smiled at me. I muffled my laughter, not wanting to wake Gia. Having her in my arms again, even if it was while she was asleep was the best feeling ever.
I waited for the movie to finish, watching her chest rise and fall steadily as she took a breath. Her dark hair was sprawled across my chest and her smell was all around me. I could feel my cock growing hard with need, but knew that this was all I needed. This closeness to her, to feel her heart beating, to see her lips part ever so slowly as she sunk deeper into a peaceful state.
In the mass chaos that was our relationship, she was what I needed. Even if everything in my life decided to fall apart at this very moment, I knew that she would be all I would need to come back from it.
I cradled her body to my own¸ wanting us to become one. I waited a few moments before I pushed off the floor, her head lolling to the side as it rested heavily against my shoulder. Her sweet breath fanned across my face, and it took everything in me not to lean down and place a kiss on her lips.
“I’m going to take her to bed,” my voice was a whisper as I didn’t want to wake her. Chance shot me a smile and Taylor stared at me with apprehension in her eyes but said nothing. I think she knew better than that by now. If I wanted to hurt Gia, if I wanted to push her away then I would. That was just it, though, I was over pushing her away. Over making us both miserable.
I walked through the dark house, focusing my attention on getting to her bedroom without tripping or running into anything, which was harder than I thought with
What he didn’t know was that a man who read was far sexier than any other and there was nothing funny about that. It meant he had an imagination that could vividly see what authors had put on paper and that he believed in love blooming or surviving in the most unfortunate circumstances.
The conversation continued on, but Chase seemed less concerned with where it was going and more with me. His eyes were eating up the distance between us as if he wanted to be as close to me as he possibly could be, and something told me it wasn’t just about wanting to sit next to one another. In his stare he wanted me naked, writhing beneath him as I moaned his name. I can’t lie, I wanted that too.
“Don’t feel bad, Chase. Gia reads dirty romance novels all the time. In fact, the Fifty Shades of Grey series is a favorite of hers. Right, Gia?” I narrowed my eyes at her. If she wanted to open that can of worms, then we could go there.
“Should I tell them about your first kiss?” I raised an eyebrow in question at her. She sat quietly for a moment as the guys stared between us as if we were sharing a conversation inside of our heads that they couldn’t hear.
“I think it’s time to watch the movie.” Taylor changed the subject, but not without throwing a dirty look my way.
Chase leaned forward, past Taylor and Chance and into my face.
“Dirty books are the best kind of books,” he murmured, so close that I could feel his breath on my lips as he invaded my space.
He breathed out and I breathed him in, each whisper of air becoming unspoken words our hearts were desperate to speak.
They say fidgeting is a sign of nervousness. That fear makes us do crazy things and love even crazier things. I couldn’t focus on anything but Gia, which wasn’t outside of the norm for me. That’s why as the movie played before us, I found myself growing closer to her. I didn’t care about the movie, or about Taylor and Chance being near us. All that mattered was Gia, and the second that her head started to lop to one side I knew that I needed to take her into my arms, and I did just that.
Her warmth seeped into my bones, warming the coldness that had settled deep within me. She melted away all the bad and made me want to be the best part of her life that I could be.
“She snores, just warning you.” Taylor winked and then smiled at me. I muffled my laughter, not wanting to wake Gia. Having her in my arms again, even if it was while she was asleep was the best feeling ever.
I waited for the movie to finish, watching her chest rise and fall steadily as she took a breath. Her dark hair was sprawled across my chest and her smell was all around me. I could feel my cock growing hard with need, but knew that this was all I needed. This closeness to her, to feel her heart beating, to see her lips part ever so slowly as she sunk deeper into a peaceful state.
In the mass chaos that was our relationship, she was what I needed. Even if everything in my life decided to fall apart at this very moment, I knew that she would be all I would need to come back from it.
I cradled her body to my own¸ wanting us to become one. I waited a few moments before I pushed off the floor, her head lolling to the side as it rested heavily against my shoulder. Her sweet breath fanned across my face, and it took everything in me not to lean down and place a kiss on her lips.
“I’m going to take her to bed,” my voice was a whisper as I didn’t want to wake her. Chance shot me a smile and Taylor stared at me with apprehension in her eyes but said nothing. I think she knew better than that by now. If I wanted to hurt Gia, if I wanted to push her away then I would. That was just it, though, I was over pushing her away. Over making us both miserable.
I walked through the dark house, focusing my attention on getting to her bedroom without tripping or running into anything, which was harder than I thought with
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