Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17473 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17473 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
“Thank you?” I stutter. I walk after her and grab her arm, pulling her around to me. She looks like a woman devastated instead of a woman that just had not one, but two orgasms. “What do you mean, thank you?”
She shrugs. “I mean you did it. You proved me wrong. I can have an orgasm. Congratulations.”
I shake my head, trying to keep up. “What? You think this was a game? That I made love to you because I wanted to see if I could be a stud and bring you to climax? Is that what you think?”
She shrugs and still won’t look me in the eyes. “Don’t call it that.”
“What?”
She stiffens. “Making love. We didn’t make love.”
Outrage pours through my veins. “The hell we didn’t.”
She’s watching me. Disbelief and hope are both buried in her big brown eyes. “We did, Gina. If that wasn’t making love, then I don’t know what it was.”
“We just met... we’re snowed in together... I’m leaving...”
I pull her against me. I’m still naked, and my cock is still semi hard, wanting to be back inside her, but this is too important to just ignore.
“Yeah, we just met. And thank fuck we’re snowed in together. And I know you’re leaving, but that doesn’t mean something can’t come of this... of us.”
Her eyes are round, and she rears back at me in surprise. “What does that even mean?”
I clench my fists at my sides to stop myself from closing in on her. She needs her space, and I’ll give it to her, at least until she tries to leave me. Then there’s nothing that’s going to stop me. At least that’s what I tell myself. But when she turns to walk away from me, I can’t let her. She needs to know. “It means that I love you, Gina.”
She whirls around to face me. “You can’t.”
I pounce on her then, wrapping my arms around her. She struggles, fighting to get away, but this is too important. I can’t let her go until she understands. “Listen to me,” I tell her, my mouth right next to her ear. “I love you, Gina. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. This isn’t a game to me. This wasn’t meant to be a one-night stand. I want us to be together.”
“How? You don’t even know me...” she says.
“I know your favorite color is red. You like sweets, but your favorite is banana pudding because you convinced yourself it’s healthy since it has bananas in it. You love your job, and you can do it from anywhere. You want to travel, and even though you didn’t think you’d like to ski, you love it here in Ski Mountain.”
“You remember all that?”
I shake my head. “I remember everything you said. Since I first saw you, you have been my focus. I haven’t been able to think of anything else.”
She’s practically melting against me now. “How... but I don’t... we can’t...”
I put my hands on each side of her face and force her to look at me. “I’m not letting you go, Gina. If you want to take this slowly, that’s fine. If you want to move here to Ski Mountain, that’s fine. If you want me to move to Whiskey Run, I’ll do it. If you want me to follow you all over the country, that’s fine. I’ll do whatever you want as long as you give us a chance.”
I’m holding my breath, waiting for her to respond to me. I told her what I want, and it’s in her hands now. “This is crazy... we just met.”
I shake my head. “Love is crazy, but that doesn’t mean it’s not real. I’m not asking you to marry me today. I’m asking you to give me... give us a chance.”
“Are you sure?” she asks me.
I push the hair off her face. “I’m sure.” She nods but doesn’t say anything. “Tell me what you’re thinking, Gina.”
Her hands go to my waist. This is probably not a conversation to have naked, but I’m not going to take the time to put on clothes. “I think you were right.”
My heart is racing in my chest. “Right about what?”
“When you... when we...” She shakes her head as if fixing her thoughts. “It felt like making love to me too.”
I let out a breath, and my forehead touches hers. “Fuck yeah, it was.”
Her hands trail up my chest. “I want this, Levi. I’m scared and afraid you’ll change your mind, but I want this. I’m all in.”
I pick her up, swinging her around in the living room. Her legs go around my waist, and her hot core is against my abdomen. I stride with her down the hall back to the bedroom. “Where are you going?”
I toss her onto the bed and follow her down. “It’s Christmas, baby, and I just got my miracle. I’m going to celebrate.”