Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“Tomorrow,” she agrees as I press her back into the tile and take her again under the warm water.
Feeling the bed shift, I jerk awake. I grab hold of Mackenzie and pull her back down into the bed with me. “Where are you going?”
“I just need to use the restroom.”
Her quiet words fill me with relief. I loosen my hold, then feel her lips touch my shoulder before she exits the bed. Looking for my cell phone on my nightstand, I find it and pick it up to check the time. It’s already seven, which means I need to get up for work soon. Hearing the toilet flush and the water turn on, I wait for her to come back to bed. I smile as I watch her run naked across the room and dive under the covers.
“It’s like the Arctic in here. Do you have the heat on?” She shivers, and I grin as she tucks herself tightly against me, trying to absorb my heat.
“I like sleeping in the cold. I like it more that you have no choice but to use me for body heat,” I say.
She hits my chest playfully, making me laugh.
Kissing the top of her head, I ask, “What are your plans for today?”
“I’ll probably go with Libby to check on Fawn and Levi, then see if my parents need anything. They’re going to be here for a few days,” she says as her fingers draw a random pattern over my heart. “What about you?”
“I have work, but I’d like to see you after.”
“I’d like that.”
Rolling her to her back, I hover over her and slide my fingers through her hair. “Pack an overnight bag. I’ll pick you up tonight when I get off work.”
“This is more than just sex, right?”
Her question catches me off guard. I freeze for a moment, then reach over her head and turn on the bedside lamp. Looking down at her once my eyes have adjusted to the bright light, I take her face between my palms.
“This is way more than just sex. I know I can’t keep my hands off you when you’re close, but I also can’t keep my mind off you when you’re gone. Don’t tell me that you’ve really been thinking that this was just about hooking up?”
“I haven’t.” She shakes her head and closes her eyes for a moment before looking at me once more. “I’ve never had a one-night stand before. I—”
Covering her lips with a finger, I shake my head.
“You still haven’t had a one-night stand. We didn’t just hook up and call it quits. Even if you hadn’t forgotten your phone, I would have eventually found you.”
“You would have?”
“Don’t you feel this thing between us? How strong it is? Do you think that I could just let you go without trying to find out what exactly it is?” I kiss her jaw. “Since the second I saw you, I knew that I wanted you. But from the moment you smiled at me and told me that you got stood up, I knew that there was something about you that I had to have. Lucky for me your date didn’t show up that night. If he had, I can’t guarantee that I wouldn’t have tried to talk to you anyway, even with him sitting right next to you.”
“Oh,” she whispers as a small smile plays on her lips.
“I know that nothing about us is traditional, but I’m okay with that as long as there is an us. So are we on the same page now?”
“I think so.”
“Good.” I kiss her, then roll to my back and pull her over on top of me.
“Wesley . . .”
“Yeah?” I run my hand down her arm as she slides up my body so she can rest her chin on my chest. I slide her hand up the side of my neck before wrapping it around my jaw.
“I know you may not want to, but if you do want to talk about what happened last night, or”—she pauses—“what happened before, I’m here,” she says quietly.
My stomach muscles tighten, and my heart constricts.
“Thanks, gorgeous,” I say quietly.
She turns her head and kisses my chest before resting her cheek against my pec. In a few moments, she’s back asleep.
Before my boot even makes it over the threshold at the hospital, I hear my name. I look up to find Mackenzie’s mom rushing toward me down the empty hall. She’s wearing dark slacks and a Christmas sweater with bells on it. I had called Mackenzie a little while before, and she told me that she and Libby were at the hospital. I figured I could kill two birds with one stone: get a few minutes with my girl and check on my partner.
Now, seeing the look on Katie’s face, I remember that Mackenzie also mentioned telling her parents about us. I should have held off trying to see her until this evening. Mackenzie was right—her mom is crazy.