Page 34 of Just for Him
Chapter Sixteen: Vinnie
There was somethingto be said for having a big family with lots of connections. Things, even big things, got done quickly. Dom, Joel, and Ramona were going to have a great time at the rock concert, and Haven and I ... well, we were going to have a pretty great time, too.
It was nearly midnight when I got to her place. A combination of anticipation and nervous energy had my body humming. That wasn’t something I was used to. Adrenaline rushes, sure; they were part of being a cop. But hoping to convince Haven that I was worth spending the rest of her life with? Not so much.
I squeezed the flowers in my left hand, feeling the stems crush in my grip as I raised my right hand to knock. I hadn’t even made contact when the door was opened suddenly.
My knees went weak, and I swear my heart stopped altogether for several seconds. I could only gape, slack-jawed, struck dumb by the sight of Haven in a sexy sheath of silk and lace.
She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
The way she looked at me sent shivers down my spine.Goodshivers. The kind that told me in no uncertain terms that she was claiming me as her own.
I wondered if she knew I already was hers and always would be.
I wasn’t sure how long we stared at each other before the sound of feet coming up the stairs snapped us out of it. Then Haven wrapped her delicate fingers around my wrist and tugged me inside.
“You look ...” I swallowed hard, unable to come up with a word that could come close to describing how she looked to me. Beautiful, stunning, gorgeous, amazing—those were the words that paraded through my brain, and all were woefully inadequate.
She stared up at me, eyes wide, lips slightly parted, waiting for me to finish. That was when I noticed something else in her eyes that I hadn’t seen before—uncertainty.
“... likemine,” I finally growled.
Just like that, the uncertainly vanished, replaced with triumph. It would have given me pause if it didn’t make me so damn happy.
I tossed the flowers aside and gathered her into my arms, descending on her lips, finding her hungry and intent on letting me know shewasone hundred percentmine.
I’d had everything planned out in my mind. Slow seduction. Careful attention to detail. I wanted to make it so she couldn’t conceive of wanting anything else beside me and how I could make her feel.
All of that vanished the instant I felt Haven scraping her nails against my chest as she tried to unbutton my shirt.
I hissed and helped her along, then turned my attention back to her.
“This is so sexy,” I told her between passionate kisses.
“Glad you like it,” she panted in response.
