Page 54 of Roar & Lizzy: A Forever Kind of Love

"Did you go down to the salon on the corner of Sixth, downtown?" she asked.

"Yep, same place. I had Marcie do my hair because Janie's on vacation." Coco finished swallowing the pineapple piece. "Honestly, I think I'm going to stick with Marcie. I really love what she's done."

"I do, too." She bit into a piece of honeydew. "The style fits your personality."

A knock came from the living room. She looked up.

"Are you expecting someone?" asked Coco.

"No." She moved through the house and looked out the peephole. "It's Roar."

"I'll go upstairs and give you two privacy."

Lizzy opened the door. Roar stood in front of her looking sexy and smiling. Smiling?

"Are you going to let me come in so I can kiss you or are you going to make me stand out here until you make up your mind?" His low voice worked better on her than him begging please.

She stepped back. He moved in, shutting the door.

"I've been on a long ride, Lizzy." He grabbed her wrist pulling her closer. "I need a kiss."

She rocked up to her tiptoes and pressed her puckered lips against his mouth, then dropped to her heels.

He hooked his arm around her waist and dragged her back up again, kissing her until she opened her mouth and then he dove in. His tongue stroked away her opinion that she needed to keep her distance from him. Her body bowed, pressing against him.

Roar pulled back. His warm, aroused gaze taking her all in.

"You had a fun day?" she asked, going off his mood and feeling a little left out.

He definitely never suffered from awkwardness or worried all day about how they were going to go on after having sex. He jumped in with both feet while she'd stressed out all day wondering how she was going to face him.

"Ja." He swooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the couch. "I thought about you every second."

She held on to his neck as he went down and then sat straight up on his lap. "Why does it feel like you're lying?"

He cradled her, taking her upper body back against his chest and kissing her deeply. She closed her eyes, palming his whiskered jaw, and selfishly took what he was giving her.

Roar groaned softly in her mouth before breaking apart. "What kept you busy today?"

"Cleaning." She fingered the leather of his vest. "Thinking. And, freaking out."

"Is that what has you kissing me like I haven't had my cock inside of you?"

She looked at him. "We've had sex but—"

"We had sex, and will have it again." He set her up straight and turned her head. "Is that why you're holding back? Do you think since I had you, I'm done?"

She nodded.

"Do you want me to prove I want you?" He trailed his fingers down her jaw and dawdled on her neck. "Right here?"

"Coco's upstairs."

"I don't care."

"I do." She moistened her lips. "I'm not like you and your club. When I have sex, I like it to stay between you and me."

His gaze intensified and he dipped his face closer to her. "If there were a chance you'd lose me tomorrow, would you not want to make love to me today?"

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