Page 18 of Love at First Flight
Kadence
After Raiden left the room, she put a plan in place.
She had freaked out that he wouldn’t want her after all was said and done and he once again reassured her that he did.
She wanted to prove to him that she was in this. That she wanted it all with him.
She hurried to the bathroom, and shut the door.
Once again marvelling at all he had done and created.
It was beautiful and she longed to soak in the tub that was calling her name.
Later. She would use that tub later. She looked in the mirror and pulled off every single stitch of clothing she wore, aside from her panties and bra.
Then she walked to his closet, which she had seen from the bathroom.
She pulled down one of his dress shirts and slipped it on, buttoning the button just between her breasts and leaving the rest undone.
She let her hair out of it’s bun and shook it out, finding his comb and brushing the long length of hair.
She took a deep breath, “You can do this. He is yours. Your everything. You know he is. Don’t let your fears, your unfounded fears lose the best thing that ever happened to you. You would always regret it.”
She nodded to herself and then opened the door, hearing Raiden moving downstairs.
She walked down the stairs and his back was to her when she made it to the kitchen.
He was putting a pan on the stove and humming something, which made her smile.
He heard her give a soft laugh and he turned, a smile on his face as well.
He went completely still when his eyes made their way down her body and then back to her face.
They were full of heat and promise and love. She could tell he wasn’t just saying something to get her into bed and was doing his best to respect her.
Well, she didn’t want that. She walked to his side and he was still frozen in place.
She brushed against him and stood on tiptoe.
Then she kissed him, and the empty pan and the spoon he was holding clattered to the floor at their feet.
He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, and she felt her back being pressed up against the wall.
He pulled back from kissing her and then put her down, as if sensing that he went too far.
He backed away from her and he was panting.
He shut his eyes, “Fairy, what are you doing? I knew that you weren’t ready for that step. I never wanted to push you into something like that. It’s why I left and came down here. I don’t ever want you to have regrets.”
She walked toward him and he opened his eyes and held his hands out, trying to keep her at bay.
“You don’t want this? Me?”
“Fairy, I have wanted nothing but you from the second I saw you. You are mine, and I am yours. I just don’t want to rush this. We have forever, and I want to make sure that we do this right. I haven’t done something like this before and I will do right by you. Even if you are a wet dream come to life.”
She looked down, and he put his finger under her chin, “I’m not saying no, I’m just saying that we slow down and see for you if this is what you want. Let’s have dinner, and have a conversation and make certain that I am what you decide on. If not, I will take you home and keep doing my best to show you that you are mine.”
She let out a soft sigh as he leaned down and softly kissed her.
