Page 18 of Always You
“Don’t they look adorable playing together?” Sophie squeals excitedly, grinning stupidly.
I take my glass of wine and take a long sip. I nod.
“They do. I’m happy he feels comfortable asking him to play with him, but Brian and I have been talking. We haven’t stated what we are at this point. I don’t want Dante to grow attached to him. I don’t want different men coming in and out of his life.”
She groans. “Jeez, are you done rambling? you act like you’re marrying him tonight. You went on one date and he’s hanging out tonight. You see him every day when you kill for coffee.”
I glance back at Dante and Brian; Dante is laughing so hard. I love that Brian’s not running for the woods just yet. His heart is full of warmth and kindness. Often times he’ll text me just to say hi and ask how Dante and I are doing. He knows I have a son and that he matters to me. He’s good with Dante. He deserves a chance.
“Your right. I’ll take it slow and see how it plays out.”
She Shakes her finger at me. “Girl, I’m always right. You’re lucky you have me.”
My eyes pass to Ryder, who’s on the phone, leaning on the counter.
I ask with a mischievous expression, “So, how’re things going with you two? He stayed the night last night, didn’t he?”
Her blue eyes open wide like saucers as I ask. She had been keeping his overnight visit a secret from me; I wasn’t sure why.
“W-what? He did not.”
“You’re such a liar. I heard you. Put a sock in your mouth next time.” I laugh so hard that my stomach clenches. Her eyes bulge even wider, her face turning bright red, she lets out a loud laugh.
“Omg, really, I’m sorry.”
Well shit, at least she’s getting some. A couple of nights ago, I fantasized about Dominic touching me in places that are begging to be touched. I groan, frustrated.
Brian says his goodbyes, as I walk him out to his Jeep.
“Thank you for inviting me. I had a blast tonight,” Brian husks, his eyes linger on my lips.
“Thank you for coming.”
He takes a couple of steps closer to me, his heated breath on my lips. “I want to kiss you,” he whispers. “Can I?”
I nod.
His tongue traces the softness of my lips. Slowly and steadily, he slips his tongue into my mouth, intertwining with mine. The palms of his hands cup my cheeks, bringing me in deeper. His kiss is passionate and all-consuming, like a raging wildfire. My skin tingles where he touches me, and I feel a wave of desire course through me. His hands move to my waist, pulling me closer until my heart feels like it is going to burst from within my chest.
God, he tastes so good.
The perfect combination of sweet and salty, it’s like a delicious reminder of all that I have been missing. He grinds into me and moans into my mouth. I take a step back, panting, our lips red and swollen. He blows out a slow breath. He looks at me with concern.
“Are you okay? Was this too soon?”
“No, it’s fine. It’s just… I want to take things slow, with Dante and all.”
He strokes my cheek, kissing the corner of my mouth. “I understand, and we can take it slow.”
I tug on his shirt pulling him toward me, we kiss some more exploring one another.
six
DOMINIC
I’ve been in a horrendous mood, taking it out on my staff. On top of all that, Samantha wants to start a family once we get married. The thought has my stomach in knots. Damn stupid engagement photos, of all places it had to be with Mila. She has her own studio. Proud, to say the least, she has had it hard losing both parents. She looked beautiful as always as she appeals to it effortlessly. She was wearing tight jeans shaping her ass to perfection and a cotton V-neck shirt showing a small amount of skin.
God, her voice is like a melody, so beautiful you never want it to end. Sending bolts of electricity through my whole body. Being a dick to Mila was not my intention, but fuck it, her rejection from our past wounded me. It was a low blow, saying Samantha was the only love of my life. Mila avoiding any eye contact, was pissing me off. Her body stiffened uncomfortably, pinching her lips together tight, keeping them from trembling. The torment in her eyes as she side-eyed me, I knew, I hit where it hurt.
