“Yay!Come on, Scarlett, you’ll love Popcorn the Pug goes to the Movies.It’s my most favorite story, Potato’s too,” she said, taking Scarlett by the hand and leading her down the hall and into her room.
I pulledMia’s door partially closed, and both Scarlett and I headed back into the living room.Scarlett sat down while I pulled the blinds.
“Would you like a glass of wine?”
“Oh, I was actually going to get going,” Scarlett said, looking down at her hands clasped in her lap.
There was no way she was leaving tonight without us talking about the other night.
“I think you should stay for some wine.I grabbed the bottle specifically for you,” I said, leaving the room and heading to the kitchen to get us a drink and not giving her a chance to respond.
The moment I returned with the two glasses, she looked up at me, reaching for hers.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice low.
“You’re welcome.Shove over.”I winked, watching as she shifted to the left for me to sit down.
She took a sip of her wine, then leaned forward, placing her glass on the table while I did the same, then I looked over at her.She could barely meet my eyes.I knew she was embarrassed about sharing her feelings, but she didn’t need to be, not anymore.
“About the other night,” I started.
“Levi, really, we don’t have to talk about this.I should never have said anything.I don’t know what it was I was doing,” she said, getting up off the couch.“Really, I was in love with Duncan.”
I grabbed her wrist, stopping her from getting up, and when she turned to look at me, I shook my head.
“Scarlett, you can say whatever you want, but I know you.I don’t doubt you loved him, as a friend, but don’t try to tell me now that you were in love with him because you’ve already told me the truth.”
Scarlett slowly sank down to the couch, her eyes locked with mine.
“I spoke to Scottie,” I admitted.“I’m sorry I couldn’t crawl out of my head long enough to tell you how I felt about you.”
Scarlett looked at me.I could see the questions in her eyes.I didn’t want to rehash the past, anymore.We’d done that enough.I was ready to move forward.Without another word, I placed my hand on her cheek and took her mouth with mine, kissing her hard.When I finally pulled back, she was breathless, but the look in her eyes said it all.I stood up, taking her hand in mine and led her down the hall to my bedroom where I planned to take what I should have taken years ago.
Chapter 11
Scarlett
He shut the bedroom door, spun me around, and pushed me up against the bedroom wall.His eyes were full of want, lust, and need.He pressed his body against mine and claimed my mouth, his hand falling to my throat where his hand wrapped around my neck.
“I was a stupid man for waiting this long,” he murmured, pressing his lips to mine while his fingers gently squeezed the side of my neck.
I could already feel the throbbing at my centre, my body begging for him to touch me in places I’d only ever dreamt he’d touch.He tugged at the button of my jeans as he lowered his hand from my neck, kissing his way down to the top of my shoulder as he slid his hand into my panties, running his finger through my slick centre.A moan escaped my lips as I closed my eyes and gripped his biceps.
“Open your eyes, Scarlett.I want you to look at me while I touch you.”
When I opened my eyes, he pulled his hand from my pants and placed the two fingers he had buried inside of me into his mouth, licking them clean.My jaw dropped as he gave me that sexy grin I’d always loved.
“Get your ass over here,” he said, sitting down on the edge of his bed.
With my legs shaking, I walked over and went to sit down, but he stopped me, placing his hands on my hips.He tugged my pants down over my hips, allowing them to pool at my feet.
“Take your shirt off,” he commanded.
I did as I was told, lifting it up over my head, and when I looked back down at him, he too had removed his shirt.I could see the outline of his rigid cock through his jeans, something I’d felt so many times pressed into me while we’d been watching movies when we were younger.
He reached up, flicked the front clasp on my bra, pushing it off my shoulders, then sat there, looking up at me.
He pulled me into him, pressing a kiss to each breast before laying back on the bed and undoing his pants, lifting himself just enough to shimmy his pants down.