Page 66 of Needing Your Love
“God, yes,” he whispered, breathless while fidgeting in his seat.
“Are you wearing lace panties again?” I asked, remembering how gorgeous he’d been in them when he’d been in my bed what felt like ages ago rather than days.
“Yeah—and they’re already wet for you.”
“Jesus, Jimmy.” I gulped, shaking my head in attempts to clear it so I could focus on getting us back to my place in one piece.
My foot wanted to press harder on the gas pedal while pulling out of the parking lot, but I refrained for two reasons. One, as Chief, I had to obey the in-town speed limit law. Two, because we needed to clear the fucking air before I laid my hands on this boy.
“I believe it’s safe to say we both made a few assumptions about each other,” I said.
Jimmy angled to face me, his gaze warming me clear through to my toes. “I have a lot of shit in my past that tends to control my head—and body’s—reactions.”
I nodded, having seen evidence of both. “Understandable, Jimmy. You’ve been through the wringer and have gained maturity you lacked as a teen. The selfishness that used to rule you no longer does. I see evidence of your growth in how you care for Mary. Make yourself available for DJ—you’re a good man, Jimmy, and no whispers from before should have the power to tell you otherwise.”
He exhaled heavily. “Next you’ll suggest I go to therapy,” he mumbled.
“Nothing wrong with getting help,” I argued kindly. “Jamie has. Chaz and his own father have.”
“Don’t want to relive that shit.” Jimmy stated exactly what I’d expected. “Been trying to escape it my whole goddamned life.”
I reached out, beckoning with my fingers.
Jimmy slid his palm against mine, sending a jolt of desire up my arm, and I laced my fingers through his. “I’m sorry for thinking I knew your mind. For making assumptions about your intentions.”
“Same,” he whispered, and I tightened my grip. “And I’m sorry for being so…extra. Too much.”
“Don’t apologize for those parts of you,” I stated firmly while turning onto my street. “You’re a perfect fit. I want to give you all the attention and love you need.”
“Love, huh?” His tone held a teasing lilt again, but I recognized the defensiveness now, the attempt to protect his heart.
“Well on the way, yeah.” I glanced over to find his baby blues wide and vulnerable. “We’ve both have walls up, but in order forthis to work, we need to be completely honest from here on out. Open our mouths if shit from the past starts to muddle either of our thoughts toward each other.”
“I’d like that,” he agreed with his soft voice I wanted to hear whispering against my ear every morning and night.
God help my soul, I was gone for this man.
Chapter 26
Jimmy
Well on his way, Sutton had said.
Fucking hell, I wasdonefor, because yeah. I’d loved the chief since forever ago.
Sutton ordered me to stay put when he parked in front of his house, and I watched him circle the front of his Bronco to open my door like the fairy tale prince he was. Apparently, the time for talking was over.
He held my hand while walking me to his front door. In silence, he knelt to take off my shoes in the entryway. Laced his fingers through mine again to lead me to his bedroom, where he dimmed the lights to a romantic setting.
Shivers slid down my spine, my pulse racing beneath skin that felt exposed even though clothing covered my body.
Our heightening breaths sounded loud in the stillness, a sense of peacefulness surrounding me even though sexual tension raised the hairs on my arms.
Holding my gaze, Sutton brushed my wavy locks back, cradling my head in his hands. He stared at my mouth.
Old me would have flicked out his tongue to entice the man into finally kissing my lips, but I refrained, showing him I reallycould be a good boy for him. That I would attempt honesty as he’d requested ineveryway between us.
I wanted him desperately, but I could be patient and allow him to take charge and love on me however he wished. There was no doubt in my heart that he would give me everything I needed and more.
