Page 120 of Crazy In Love
I couldn’t remember a time that I’d ever smiled and laughed as much as I did when I was with Bridger.
“I already know you’re an asshole, and I’m still here.” I looked at him. “And I need to at least brush my teeth with my finger if you’re planning on kissing me.”
“I don’t mind your dragon breath,” he said, pushing to stand between my legs and kissing my neck.
I pushed him back over a fit of laughter. “Absolutely not. Toothpaste, or no deal.”
He rolled his eyes and opened the top drawer, then handed me a brand-new toothbrush.
“I thought you didn’t bring random women here? You just keep new toothbrushes in your bathroom?”
He set a hand on either side of my thighs, leaning close to my face. “I’ve already told you I’ve got a shit ton of flaws. And I’m not hiding anything. You are the only woman I’ve ever brought to my home, and the only woman to sleep in my bed. If I wanted to fuck other women, I wouldn’t be taking this risk and asking you to date me.”
“Good point. And since we’re confessing our flaws, you should know I have trust issues. Rack it up to growing up with a mother who appears to despise me, and a few cheating ex-boyfriends.”
“I can live with trust issues. Hell, I don’t trust most people. Now brush your fucking teeth so I can kiss you.”
“So bossy,” I laughed. I hopped down and put some toothpaste on the toothbrush and started brushing. He stood behind me, smiling at me in the mirror.
“You really are impatient,” I said, with the brush in my mouth, before spitting in the sink and rinsing. I turned around and smirked. “So, kiss me already.”
I barely had the words out of my mouth before his lips crashed into mine. His hand was on the side of my neck, his thumb tracing along my jawline. His tongue slipped in, and my legs nearly buckled, but he placed a hand behind my back to support me.
I reached up, tangling my fingers into his unruly hair, before pulling back.
“I know what you’re doing, but it’s not going to work. I really do need to leave. I’m opening today, so I’ve got to be there.” I pulled back.
“Fine. What time are you off?”
“I’ve got Beatrice coming in this afternoon, so I was planning to leave around two p.m.”
“And do you have anyone coming to the house today?”
“Nope. But I have a ton of Christmas shopping to finish up this afternoon, and then I was going to come over here and go through a ton of the boxes and start sorting the décor.”
“How about I meet you at the flower shop at two, and we go shopping together. I’ve barely started shopping.”
“You want to go shopping with me?” I asked.
“Yes. And then we’ll have dinner.”
“I guess we’re really doing this,” I said as I turned and tugged off the tee right in front of him and quickly changed into my clothes from yesterday.
Bridger surprised me when he jogged out to warm up my car while I got my coat and hat and mittens on.
I pushed up and kissed him quickly, then slipped into my car and drove home to get showered and changed as quickly as possible.
And I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face.
“I cannot believe Paris Guy is Bridger,” Eloise said for at least the tenth time before reaching for her wine glass. We’d all met at Booze and Brews for an early dinner and a drink.
“I am so here for this,” Henley said, leaning her head against my shoulder. “I feel like I should get some credit for this romance, because I set up the lie detector test, and now you’re actually dating one another.”
“I knew it was him,” Lulu said as all three of them shared a laugh. “I kept telling them that I thought Paris Guy was Bridger, and these two made fun of me for it. They said I was way off base. But I was clearly picking up on something that no one else saw.”
“I thought she still hated him,” Eloise said, shaking her head with disbelief. “And now they go holiday shopping together, and he actually smiles sometimes.”
More laughter.
