His hand skimmed up her rib cage, stopping just shy of her breast. Her nipples ached to feel his touch. She was practically panting with it. “That’s rough.”
“It is,” he conceded, sweeping his thumb back and forth across her midsection. With each pass, the tip of his thumb barely brushed the underside of her breast. She clenched her thighs together against the sharp ache of desire. “Although I do get to keep all the money I already have, and there’s loads of that. Plus, there’s a perk.”
“There is?” What were they talking about again? All she could think of was getting his hands on her bare skin as quickly as possible.
“Yep.” He pressed another soft kiss to her lips, licked her bottom lip briefly before drawing back. She shivered in his arms. “I can work from home. And home can be anywhere I choose to make it. I want to make it wherever you are.”
Finally some part of what he was telling her sank in. “You’re not leaving again?”
He looked down at her, all teasing gone from his expression. “I’m not leaving, as long as you tell me I can stay. Livie, can I stay?”
Her fingers curled into the back of his neck, drawing his face down to hers. “Please stay,” she whispered, just before she kissed him.