Danger Zone took a deep breath, and I couldn’t tell if he was content or frustrated. It felt like he needed something to hold on to, so I pulled his hands in and wrapped his arms around my waist. “What makes you happy, Peter?”
He sighed. “Precious little, I’m afraid.”
I turned my head as far as I could. “Tell me.”
Danger Zone lowered his chin to my bare shoulder and leaned his head against my neck. “You might laugh.”
He thought I would laugh? Right now? When my whole body was buzzing and all I wanted to do was turn enough to get his lips in my sight? “Try me.”
Another long breath proceeded his answer. “Being successful at work makes me happy.”
I could have guessed that one. “What else?”
“My aunt and uncle.”
Solid answer.
Danger Zone’s arms tightened around me. “Arranging flowers makes me happy.”
“Really?” My voice betrayed my surprise.
He nodded.
“Is that why you know how to work with cellophane?”
“It is.”
I smiled. “You’ll have to show me your flower skillssometime.”
“Really?” he asked.
“If you want to.”
I felt him relax a little. “One more thing makes me happy.”
“Just one?”
“One in particular.” Danger Zone lowered his head again, and his warm lips gently kissed my exposed shoulder.
I melted into him, and he pulled me closer.
“It’s you,” he murmured as he kissed me again, slowly making his way to my neck. “You make me happy.”
Chapter 18
-Peter-
This conversation was supposed to have happened with us on opposite sides of the room.
This conversation was supposed to have happened over the course of an hour.
This conversation was supposed to have led me to understand Jessica better.
The past few days had done nothing but tug me closer to this amazing woman in my arms.
I hadn’t planned on getting physically close, but now I was loathe to move even a millimeter away from her.
I’d just admitted to her that she made me happy.