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“I hope so, Pres. I don’t want to lose him.”
She shifts forward and takes my hand in hers. “Then don’t let him go.”
I smile and nod. That’s exactly what I intend to solidify tonight.
Chapter 15
“Gracie?” Trent calls out from the living room.
“In here,” I yell to him.
After my talk with Presley, I had a good idea of what I needed to do. The first is to set some ground rules for this to work. I plan to be clear about what will fly this time around. I think with his very logical mind, this will be the best approach. I just have to resist his attempts at seduction. I’ve never thought about how much he uses sex against me. But when I sat back and looked at it with a bit of perspective, it was all there.
I’m unable to resist him. He knows how to please me, and he uses that to get out of these conversations.
Not this time.
Trent walks into the kitchen where I’m sitting at the table with my hands in front of me.
“Sorry that took longer than I expected. I thought you’d be in the bedroom,” he says with a grin as he strips out of his shirt.
“Sit,” I command. The smile he had fades. “Please.”
“Did something change while I was gone?”
“Not like that.” I try to be reassuring. “If this is going to work this time around, we have to talk first.”
“We can talk in the bedroom.” He raises a brow.
And here’s the flirting I’m susceptible to. I squash the tingling in my belly and focus on my task. Trent will not get me naked in his bed before we finish this talk. That is my goal. I must resist the five o’clock shadow, the way his blond hair is falling in his eyes, and the blue smoldering look he’s giving. I need to stop focusing on his arms and how the muscles are much bigger than I remember. I can’t think about that.
I have to stay on task.
“No bedroom, honey. We’ll talk right here.” I attempt to maintain my composure. But then he removes his undershirt and walks around to the seat next to me.
“Sure. What do you want to talk about?”
“Us.”
“What about us?” Trent’s voice drops. “Because I’d like to do a lot more than talk, sweetheart. I went far too long without touching your skin when we were apart. And I’d like to fulfill the promise I made. I’m going to enjoy hearing you scream my name.”
I melt. My entire body becomes liquid, and I can’t help the shudder that wracks through me. Damn him and his mouth. That mouth that I know can do some pretty incredible things.
No, shut it down, Grace. Stay strong.
“Trent.” I shift in my seat. “We had sex the other day, and it led to a lot of issues. I’d like to avoid that this time, so no sex or anything close until we talk.”
“We’ll see.” There’s no mistaking the challenge we’ve both made. He’s going to make this talk incredibly difficult, and I’m going to end up naked on the table.
“I want us to move in together by the end of the month.”
“Done.”
He doesn’t blink. He just agreed? Is this a joke?
“I’m sorry,” I say in disbelief. “Are you agreeing?”
“Yes, we’ll move in together by the end of the month. What’s next?”
