Page 96 of Unexpected Forever
Her gaze drops to my chest, and she draws a figure eight on it. My skin pebbles beneath her touch.
“Charley, you can tell me,” I say when she continues to stay silent.
She blows out a breath and finally raises her gaze back to mine.
“You’re not just some guy. You’re Nate Gentry, future Hall of Fame baseball player. People all over the world know who you are. You’re on the cover of magazines and people want your autograph. You could have any woman you wanted.” She pauses a moment. “And you chose me.”
The expression on her face is like a kick to the gut. She has no clue how beautiful she is, how she sees me for me, andmakes me feel like a man that does more than entertain the masses.
I would choose her every time over any model or actress I’ve ever met.
“And you’re carrying my baby.”
“Exactly!” she says, eyes widening. Then she looks away again. “It’s wild and like a fairy tale. I’m this small-town girl, hardly been anywhere or done much of anything. I’m twenty-six years old and managed to waste a lot of time.”
She stares into space for a moment before looking back at me. “And yet, here I am. In your bed, with your baby growing inside me. I guess I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.”
There’s a painful tightness in my throat knowing she doesn’t see herself the way I do. The way she makes everyone around her feel welcome and special.
I want to make it better for her, show her she’s everything a man could dream of and more.
I shift our bodies until she’s underneath me. Holding my weight off her so I don’t crush the precious cargo inside her, I lift up on my elbows and brush the hair away from her face.
I need to see her eyes, know she’s listening to me.
“Don’t get caught up in that gorgeous head of yours. Look at me.”
Her eyes meet mine, and the uncertainty in her blue depths wakes up my protective instincts.
“Yes, strangers know who I am, but I’m not a person to them. I’m a commodity, nothing more. They don’t want to know any more about me than my stats. It’s one part of me. A big part of me, but just one part. Okay?”
She nods again and opens her mouth. I hold up a finger. “I’m not done.”
Her mouth closes and I continue so I can make her understand. “I’m just a man. A man who is falling hard for a blue-eyed, small-town woman I can’t stop thinking about.”
I trace her cheekbone with a knuckle. “A woman I want to know better because the truth is, she’s going to be the mother of my child, which makes her the most important person in the world to me.”
I grin. “She’s also the sexiest woman I’ve ever been with.”
She rolls her eyes, but stays quiet, so I continue. “She doesn’t believe me, but that means I’m going to have to show her all the ways she makes me feel with just her smile.”
I tilt my pelvis and grind my length against her, where she’s slick and ready for me. Those blue eyes that snared me from the first time I met her flare with desire.
I lean forward and drop kisses along her neck, making my way up to her ear, where my tongue flicks the soft and delicate lobe.
“I’m here and I’m not going anywhere, Firefly. Understand?” I whisper in her ear, just before I kiss under it.
“Yes,” she whispers back and lifts her chin, giving me more room to roam her neck. She starts to writhe under me—moving against me, seeking what she’s looking for—and I’m more than happy to oblige her.
I shift and line up against her opening. Our eyes lock as I push the tip of my cock inside her. It’s pure fucking torture for both of us. “It’s just you and me, Charley.”
A myriad of emotions plays in her eyes. “Just you and me.”
Her hands roam over my back and down to my ass, where she grabs and tries to pull me farther in. It takes everything in me, but I resist.
“Patience, baby. You’ll get all of me.”
She has my heart and soul. Things I never planned to give anyone, ever.
