Page 94 of When You Blush
“My parents.” She shakes her head. “I think they were kind of indifferent to me. I was told often that they never meant to have me.”
My hand fists in the comforter.Fuck them.
“And I don’t remember them ever saying those words. To me, or to each other.”
She lifts a shoulder and then sighs.
“I think Nathan said it one time when he was proposing. And I never said it back. If he noticed, he never said anything, and then after that, the way he treated me … well, that wasn’t love.”
“Baby, that’s not your fault.”
“It’s definitely not my fault. I know that. But it’s like it’s ingrained in me that I’m not lovable. Maybe I don’t deserve?—”
“And that’s where I’m stopping you.” I press my finger to her lips. “Because you are so fucking lovable, baby. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You deserve everything good in this world. I’m so damn sorry that your parents were so deep into their addiction that they didn’t see how unbelievable you are.”
Her eyes well, and it’s my undoing. I tug her to me and wrap my arms around her, needing to be closer to her. Needing to show her how amazing she is.
I hate that the little girl who Harper was went through so much life feeling unloved. That for even oneminute, she felt like no one loved her. She’s so damn strong all the time, putting on a brave face and walking through life with self-confidence that it’s easy to forget everything that she’s been through.
“I love you, Harper. And I will say those words often until you finally trust them. I’ll say it enough for both of us.”
She sniffs and leans her head back to look up at me.
“I didn’t plan on you,” she says.
“Baby, I never thought I’d even consider a long-term relationship with anyone. Ever. And now I can’t imagine my life without you in it. I knew you were mine the second I saw you walk onto that plane.”
She smiles and wipes a tear off her cheek. “You were so sexy.”
“Oh? Tell me more.”
She huffs out a laugh and drags her fingers over my cheek and down my neck. “Now I’m just inflating your ego.”
“I don’t even have an ego to inflate.”
She laughs and kisses my chin. “I hate to break it to you, but you do. A big ego.”
“Yeah? What else is big, sugar?”
She snorts, and I push against her, my cock already hard, pressing into her belly.
“You have a big heart.”
I shift her up and press the crown of my dick at her entrance, then slip right inside, and she lets out the sexiest little gasp as I fill her up.
“Anything else?”
“You have a huge cock.”
“Mm, that’s what I wanted to hear.”
She rolls over me and starts to ride me. My hands span over her waist and hips, helping her find a rhythm, and she shivers, hitting just the right spot.
“You love this huge cock, don’t you?”
“Hell yes, I do.”
“Christ, you’re amazing.” I sit up and glide my hands down to her ass, lifting her up and down on my shaft. “You’re mine, Harper. Do you understand?”
