Page 102 of Fear of Intimacy

God, he looked mouthwatering.

Whoever made it mandatory for professional athletes to dress up before a game deserved a medal of honor. Because, damn.

“Hey, beautiful.”

He stopped inches away from me.

“What are you doing here? You have a game in two hours.” It was clear he was on his way to the arena with his appearance.

“I wanted to come see you before the game. You snuck out early this morning.” His hands came to rest on my hips.

“Josie wanted to go over some things for the wedding before work, and I didn’t have the heart to wake you up.”

I knew he had a game today, and he needed the rest. Plus, he was an adorable sleeper, although clingy. I had to slide my pillow in between his arms in order to escape this morning. Every time we got in bed Trevor had to have his arms around me or his legs intertwined with mine. I never would have guessed him to be the type.

“I would have gotten up.” I tried not to grin at the way he sulked.

“I know.” I placed my hands on his chest as I looked up at him. I knew it was wildly inappropriate standing in the waiting room at work, flirting with my boyfriend with my assistant and patient waiting for me. But I couldn’t bring myself to step out of his hold quite yet.

“I know you have work, but I just wanted to drop by and say hi.” My heart skipped a beat. No one showed up the way Trevor did. Certainly not any past boyfriends. He made me feel seen every single day.

After feeling invisible by my parents, I never realized just how much I longed for affection. For years, I tried to gain their attention, seeking their approval. I craved any sort of affection they’d give me.

Subconsciously, I knew I projected feeling unwanted onto people I was with, letting myself accept the littlest bit of attention given. When past boyfriends wouldn’t call me for days then ask me to come over late at night, I accepted it. I figured any was better than none.

The bar was so low that I let men treat me like a second option without saying anything about it. I accepted the love I thought I deserved. It wasn’t until Trevor that I learned I deserved more than just the bare minimum.

“Once I’m done here, I’ll be there front and center.” I promised.

“You’re my good luck charm.”

“Of course I am.” I beamed. “I bring good luck in waves.”

“That you do.”

The way he looked at me made my cheeks heat. Before Trevor, I rarely blushed but for some reason, he could get me flustered in less than a second.

Knowing he needed to get going, and I needed to get to Mr. Waltham, I rose onto my toes.

“You better leave so you’re not late for your game.” I pressed a quick kiss to his lips before pulling back. “I’ll be there soon.”

Before I could fully pull away, he pecked my lips once then twice. With a soft groan, he pulled himself away and stepped back, his hands leaving my hips.

“I’ll be the one on the ice.” He sent me a wink as he walked backward toward the door.

“Better make a goal for me.”

“Always.”

With one last smile, Trevor left my office, my eyes following him until he disappeared from view. Even the back of him looked great in his outfit. I bit my bottom lip at the way his dress pants hugged his ass.

“You two are so cute,” Sofie gushed, making me glanceaway from the doors. “He’s even hotter in person.” My lips twitched as she sighed, resting her chin on her hands. I found it comical how people lusted over my boyfriend.

I totally got it. Even when I was denying what I felt for him, I knew he was beyond attractive. The fact that he wasmyboyfriend was still a bit surreal. Like, yes, I snagged that!

“Oh, he left this for you.” Sofie shook herself out of her daydream. She pulled a single lily flower from her desk, holding it out for me.

Right when I thought I couldn’t fall for Trevor anymore, he went and did something like this. I didn’t need a giant bouquet of flowers. The fact that he remembered that I loved lilies more than roses was more than enough.

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