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“Hey, gorgeous.”

I stepped closer to wrap my arms around his neck, and he pulled me tight against his body with his arms around my waist, kissing the crook of my neck.

“I missed you,” I whispered, even if it hasn’t been too long since we’ve seen each other.

He was always on my mind, and my addiction to him grew each day, making it hard to go one day without him.

“Getting cheesy now?”

I laughed. “You’re an ass. You missed me too,” I pointed out.

“Yeah, I did,” he mumbled, kissing the sensitive spot underneath my ear and then nibbling on my earlobe.

“Gonna let me in?” I asked, leaning back to look at him again, and he nodded before letting go of me and stepping aside.

“Did you eat?”

“Yeah, I had dinner,” I replied as I entered his house, and before I could ask him if he’d eaten yet, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder again. I kinda liked this new way of him carrying me to bed.

I laughed, letting my body relax and dangle over his shoulder while he walked down the hall to his bathroom.

Guess he had something planned, because as we entered the bathroom, there were white rose petals all over the room, making me look up and open my mouth in awe.

Riggs let me down slowly, immediately taking off my backpack and setting it aside while I looked around to take everything in.

“Wow…” I whispered, staring out the big windows overlooking the whole city. “This is beautiful,” I told him, turning to look at him now.

“You like it? Thought I’d show you that I can be romantic,” he said, which only made me laugh out loud.

“Keep trying to convince yourself about that, big guy,” I teased, but I did think this was a side of him I’d love to see more often as long as the fucking stays just as rough.

“Shoes off,” he ordered.

And we’re back to normal, I thought, quickly taking off my sneakers and pushing them closer to my backpack on the floor.

I knew the meaning of white flowers, and one aspect of them contradicted who I wasn’t.

Innocent.

Then again, white roses also symbolized new beginnings, which Riggs and I were definitely going through one of them at this moment.

He moved closer to me, his hands cupping my face as he leaned in to kiss me, and while our lips moved against each other’s, I placed my hands on the hem of his shirt to tug on it, needing him to take it off.

His kiss was deep and passionate, and when I moved my hands underneath his shirt to brush along his muscles, he growled and fisted my hair in his hands tightly.

As much as I loved being in control, I wanted to let him take over tonight. At least for now.

He moved, making me step back and stop as my back hit the sink behind me, and when his hands left my hair, he picked me up to lift me onto the counter next to the sink.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling my hands out from underneath his shirt again and placing them on either side of his neck to keep him close as his tongue brushed against mine.

I could feel his shaft harden against my crotch, and he held me close with one hand cupping the back of my head while the other grabbed my leg above my right knee.

My heart was pounding again, and I wished I were more open about my feelings toward him, wanting to tell him just how he made me feel even when he wasn’t around.

I fell hard for him, and I knew he did the same for me, but saying those three words were a big step neither of us wanted to take. Not yet, but hopefully very soon.

I moved my hands into his wavy hair and tugged on it close to his scalp, making him press his hips against mine harder and let out another groan as I deepened the kiss with my tongue dipping further into his mouth.

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