Page 62 of Until I Have You

He lifts his chin just slightly and waits.

So, I go to the window, letting the yellow city light pour across my face.

I turn around to face him, my heart thumping in my chest.

I want to be beautiful for him.Don’t want to spoil whatever he sees in me.

But when my clothes are off, he’ll see that I’m too thin and bony, that my breasts are barely B-cups, and my torso is straight up and down, boyish rather than womanly.

“You don’t have to be scared of me, Abigail.”

I find Theo’s eyes across the room and though he is cast mostly in shadow, his gaze is worshipful.

And his body is perfect in silhouette, like a comic book superhero in his everyday disguise.

“And if you want to stop–”

“I don’t.I don’t want to stop.”I keep my focus on him as I step out of my shoes.I grab the skirt of my dress and pull it up, until most of my thighs are exposed.

Theo watches.Rapt.The only sound in the room is his breathing.Labored.Like music.

I grab the hem and pull it over my head.I haven’t worn a bra because I often don’t have to and, yes, the point of the night was to capture his attention.

Once I cast my dress aside, I am left only in a tiny thong.

“My god, Abigail.”

I resist covering my chest or trying to hide.

“You’re perfect.”

My cheeks burn.“You’re just being nice.”

“I wouldn’t tell you anything but the truth.”

His words make me shiver.

“What…what now?”

Theo smiles.He starts toward me, rolling up the cuffs of his white button down as he does, exposing his strong forearms.

Once he’s before me, he reaches into my hair and pulls out the clip I’ve used to hold it back.

“That’s how I like you,” he says almost to himself.

Then, he leans in and presses a kiss to my cheek.He lingers there.It’s romantic.

He kisses my other cheek.Then my neck.Each kiss moves lower and lower.My collarbone, the swell of each of my breasts.Neither of us says anything.We don’t need to.

Theo falls to his knees before me, kissing my belly, each of my hip bones.He looks up at me, brow pinched in the middle.

His fingers dip into the waistband of my underwear.May I?

I nod, wide-eyed.

Theo pulls my underwear down my legs with care and diligence, helping me step out of them.And when he returns to me, he drags his mouth up the inside of my thigh.“Blimey, you smell amazing.”

My stomach flips.

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