Page 60 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol 4
"Mhm." She shook her head and looked over toward our table.
"So, why do your friends call you Momma Bear?"
Her fingers seemed to stiffen on the back of my neck. She looked up at me again. "I have no idea."
"Come on, tell me."
She sighed. "I don't know. I'm responsible. I don't take risks. I'm good at taking care of people."
"Good at taking care of your friends?"
She tilted her head away from me again. "Yeah, I guess." Her voice suddenly sounded sad and I didn't know why. The angle of her head exposed her neck to me. There was a mark that she had poorly tried to cover up with makeup.
I reached out and ran my index finger down her slender neck and over the hickey.
She looked back up at me. "You look happy with yourself."
I smiled. "I kind of am. Now everyone knows you're taken."
"Taken? Have you ever even been in a relationship, Rob?"
Relationship?That was jumping the gun a little. But for some reason I didn't want to run. I wanted to hold her like this for as long as I could. Her hips fit perfectly in my hands. And her hands fit perfectly behind my neck. This felt right. "That depends on what you mean by a relationship."
"I mean a committed relationship. Where you call each other boyfriend and girlfriend. And you go on lots of dates and talk about your feelings and your hopes and dreams."
"Oh, that. Hmmm."
She laughed.
I liked the sound of her laughter. I slid my hands slightly down her hips, precariously close to her perfect ass. "And what about you, beautiful?"
"You didn't even answer my question."
"Isn't that the same question as if you've ever been in love? I've already told you no."
"I don't think it necessarily is."
"Okay, so what about you?"
"Yes, I've had boyfriends."
"But you didn't love them?"
"I thought maybe I did at the time. But looking back on it, no. That can't be love. Love is something that's supposed to last. It's supposed to be supportive. And forgiving."
"And passionate."
She smiled. "Yeah. And passionate. I've never really had that either."
"No? Not even recently?" I moved my face a fraction of an inch closer to hers.
"Maybe recently I have."
"Maybe?" I placed a soft kiss against her lips.
"What do you want me to say, Rob?"
"That you feel this too." I kissed her again, harder this time. I could taste the lust on her tongue. I relished the feeling of her hands in my hair, pulling me closer to her. She felt it. Maybe she couldn't say it, but I knew she felt it too. This wasn't just a kiss. This was a jump your bones kind of kiss. If we were alone right now, I'd already be unzipping her dress.
