Page 11 of Forget Me Not
“He has David.”
“You know what I mean. And David and I aren’t going to live forever. Danny, come say goodnight to your mom.” She passed the phone off before I could reply to her statement.
“Hi, Mom. Grandma says you have a date.”
I stammered for words. “Yes. Does that bother you?”
“Nope. Is it the doctor who gave me this cast?”
I imagined him holding his arm up as though I could see it. “Yes. Doctor Craig.”
“Good. I liked him. Grandpa has my ice cream so imma go. I love you, Mom. Have fun.”
“I love you, too, Danny. Be good.”
Before I knew it, I was clutching the phone against my chest. I walked to the front door and laid it down on my entry table. Just as I did, a knock made me jump. “Shit.”
“Mackenzie? Are you okay?” I heard Austin’s voice from the other side.
I straightened my dress and pulled open the wooden barrier. Austin’s eyes bulged when he caught sight of what I was wearing. He was dressed in another pair of fitting jeans that hugged his strong legs. The blue shirt fit perfectly over what I suspected was a sculpted chest and six-pack. We stood staring at each other without speaking. Until finally, he stepped forward. He fisted my hair, wrapping his fingers around the blonde locks as he backed me into the house. I vaguely heard the door shut before he spun me around and pressed me against the cool wood. I wrapped my arms around his neck as our kiss grew even more heated. Austin slid his hands down and cupped my ass as he hoisted me into the air. Every nerve was firing on overdrive as he ground his very hard erection into my center. It was in that moment I realized what I was doing.
“Austin,” I breathed his name, snapping him from the lusty haze we had been trapped in.
“Shit.” He dropped me to my feet and pulled my dress down. “Mackenzie, I’m sorry. I seem to lose my mind around you.”
“Don’t apologize. I want it, I just need to slow it down a minute.”
Austin nodded as he followed me into the kitchen. He watched as I pulled the lasagna from the oven and set it on the counter. He sat down and watched wordlessly as I plated our dinner and put it on the table.
“I feel like I need to apologize again. I didn’t come here expecting that to happen—you just have this effect on me.”
I blinked, again realizing I was the one running. This beautiful man was in my kitchen and giving me whatever I needed, regardless of how it affected him. I rose from my chair and walked to stand beside him. I tugged his hand in mine, slipping it beneath my dress and placing it on my soaking center.
“You have the same effect on me. But I haven’t done this in what feels like forever… and I tend to overthink things.”
Austin held my gaze, his palm flat against my mound. I held my breath, praying he would do something. “I thought you said you wanted it slow?”
“I thought I did too. But if I go slow, I’m afraid I’ll run again.”
Austin seemed frozen in indecision. I knew he wanted me. The massive hard-on he had for me only moments before told me so. I watched as the heat in his eyes blazed to life like a dormant volcano about to explode.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” The word came out breathless as it escaped my mouth.
Austin pushed the dishes to the side and sat me down in front of him on the edge of the table. He pushed my dress up, revealing the lace panties he had already felt.
“Fuck. Mackenzie, you need to know once this happens, slow isn’t a possibility anymore.”
“I don’t want slow. I want to feel alive again. Can you do that? Make me feel alive?”
Austin squeezed my legs, his restraint near gone. He held my eyes in his as he stood, knocking the chair to the floor. “Where’s your bedroom?”
“Upstairs.”
My voice squeaked as he lifted me in the air, my legs wrapping around his waist in a death grip. Austin took the steps two at a time and practically tore the door down as he slammed it shut. He laid me down on my bed, tugging my ass to the edge.
“From the moment I saw you, I knew I needed to taste you.” He dropped to his knees, tossing my legs over his shoulders. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the outside of my panties.
