Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
He grins and leans in to take my lips again. I reach for his T-shirt and pull it over his head, dropping it to the floor. He pushes my shorts down, allowing them to fall to my feet.
Reaching for his belt, I release it and unzip his jeans. Before I can push his pants off, he lifts me onto his waist and peels my tank top from my body. His lips are on my neck before my top can float down to the floor from his fingertips.
I moan and drop my head back as he licks and nips at my skin then takes my lips again. Not bothering to break the kiss, he moves over to the bath and dips to stick his hand in the water to check the temperature. I just finished filling the tub, so it should be just right.
He straightens, then steps into the water with me still in his hold. When he settles into the water, I staddle him and palm his face, kissing his lips repeatedly. He tangles his fingers in my hair that I’ve left out.
Before we get too carried away, I pull away and turn to sit between his legs. He immediately wraps his arms around me and buries his face into the crook of my neck and shoulder. I reach for the remote to the sound system and change the song.
Jaheim’s “Find My Way Back” begins to pour from the speakers. I close my eyes and melt into Knight. A smile comes to my lips as he begins to sing the lyrics in my ear.
I played it enough for him to know the song well. It was on one of my playlists when we first became a thing.
“Rem, you’re not the only one who’s happy,” he murmurs suddenly.
I look over my shoulder and lock eyes with him. He looks down into my eyes, searching. I can’t allow him to say the words swimming in his eyes, so I lean in to kiss him instead.
Not tonight. Tonight I want to stay in this bubble. I want to feel him and this comfort we’ve built.
That’s all I can handle for now. I want him to be my peace, and I want to be his. The rest can stay out there with the world.
CHAPTER 15
Chill Time
Reminisce
I stare over my wine glass, watching Knight with his head bent as he rubs my foot. His long strong fingers are working their magic in the best possible way tonight.
We have music playing as we sit in his living room chilling for the evening. I spent the day on my feet in court, and they’re killing me. I need this foot rub like I need air.
“This is nice,” I moan and take a sip of my wine.
Knight looks up through his curtains of hair and smiles. I bite my lip. This man is so damn gorgeous. It’s no wonder he’s like a drug to me.
His smile lights up his entire face. I find myself daydreaming about those eyes and his sexy lips. If only I could make a copy of him who’s safe.
“It is,” he murmurs. “We’re still on for the vineyards this weekend, right?”
“Yup. I’m excited.”
I swirl the wine in my glass wondering what the wine this weekend will be like. I never thought I’d allow myself so many romantic moments with Knight, but I can’t say I’m not enjoying them. It’s the little things that have me wrapped around his finger.
Breakfast in bed on the weekends, foot rubs like this one, the cute little text while I’m at work—it’s all adding up. If I’m not careful, I’m not going to make it out this time.
Not without being completely heartbroken. I’ve never allowed us to get this close. In the past, I’ve kept him at arm’s length because being close caused me to see too much.
The stress of his job, the danger it brings. The anxiety it creates. Yup, distance is better.
“You should be. I have it all planned out. You’re going to love it,” he says breaking into my musing.
“Oh really?”
“Yup. Bishop and Saga told me about the place themselves.”
I pull my foot back and sit up straighter. “You didn’t tell them about us, did you?” I ask panicked.
“No, I didn’t,” he bites out.
His nostrils flare, and he pushes a hand through the front of his hair. I don’t want to have this conversation, but I can tell from the look in his eyes, he’s not going to allow me to back my way out of this one. It’s been coming for a while now.
“Rem, why can’t we tell anyone about us?”
“We’ve told someone about us,” I say.
“Jamel and Sunny don’t count. You know what I mean. Why shouldn’t I tell my brother or any of the rest of my family?”
“I don’t want to tell our family we’re sleeping together. I wouldn’t make that announcement about anyone I’m dealing with. It’s not just you.”