Page 43 of Win My Heart

The scene passes and we don’t speak. Wade keeps his eyes on the screen. I do not. I peek over at him several times, trying to gauge his interest. I can’t tell.

At the end of the episode, I pause before the next one starts.

“So… thoughts?” I question, moving my legs beneath me and turning toward him.

“It was interesting, that’s for sure. I’m not sure how I feel about it. It’s definitely not a show for men.” He turns toward me, almost mirroring my position, resting his elbow on the back of the couch.

“Well, no, it’s a historical romance based on a very popular book series,” I say as I realize his gaze is rather intense. His eyes drop to my lips again, and I’m not sure how many more times he’s going to do that today before I lose my patience.

The quiet lingers between us. I don’t move. Holding my breath. I don’t want to risk breaking whatever is sizzling between us. This maybe date has become so much more than I ever expected.

He slowly reaches out and brushes a wayward stand of hair behind my ear. His fingertips barely caress my cheek.

“I want to kiss you.” His voice is low but commanding.

“Then do it,” I challenge on an exhale, heat creeping up my body.

My confidence surprising me. His penetrating gaze bores into me as he leans in closer to me, pausing, I can read it in his eyes. He’s weighing the pros and cons. The longer it takes for him to decide, the more I lose the confidence I had just moments ago. I let out a shaky breath when he lets another moment pass without sealing the deal and kissing me.

He slides his hand from behind my ears and cups my cheek as he finally closes the distance, and his warm lips connect with mine. He snakes his other arm around my waist and draws me closer to him as his mouth brushes over mine. His tongue flicks my lips, and I understand what he’s asking, so I open my mouth under his. When his tongue sweeps inside, connecting with my own, my head starts to spin from the sensation. A soft whimper escapes me, instantly spurring him on, and his kisses get more fanatic.

My hands fist the front of his shirt as I snuggle closer to him. He may have commanded the start of the kiss, his frenzied movement causes me to want to slow things down. His hands start to wander as our mouths battle for control. His hand runs along the hem of my tank, and his thumb brushes my bare skin. Not expecting the feel of him under my shirt, I suck in a breath. He slows his kisses before pulling back. His hands stay on my body, and I blink several times to bring his face into focus, still so close to mine.

“I’ve been thinking.” His voice nearly startles me. I don’t know how long we kissed for, but it seems like it’s been ages since we spoke.

“Hmm” is all I have the mental capacity for.

“About what we talked about last time I was here.” I blink. At the moment, I’m not even sure I can remember my name, let alone what we talked about a month ago. Fortunately, he’s all too kind to remind me. “About how you’ve never had an orgasm.”

If I wasn’t already on the verge of death by kisses, I’d be dead by way of embarrassment.

“Really?” I press my lips together and consider moving as far from him as I can get. Finding a hole and jumping into it headfirst is starting to sound like a solid plan.

He pulls me back with a light chuckle. “No, don’t go anywhere. Don’t be embarrassed.” His voice is soothing, and I want to not be embarrassed, but I am. I give him a look that hopefully tells him to get real. He smiles that “I am real” grin right back at me. “Listen. I’ve thought about it. A lot. And I’ve realized that you just haven’t had the right partner.”

I scoff. “One partner. I’ve had one.” Cockiness spreads over his handsome face, and I can’t decide if I want to roll my eyes or swoon.

“I think with the right partner, you could achieve multiple orgasms and even learn to give them to yourself.”

“Oh my gosh,” I mutter.

“Think about it—” he starts, but I lift my hand and put my finger to his lips to make him stop.

“I have thought about it, and I’m not sure I love the idea of other people thinking about it, too.” Yeah, this is how I die. Death by sheer embarrassment.

He grins and playfully nips at my finger as he wraps his hand around my wrist and gently pulls my fingers away. Heat pools deep in my center, and desire for this man in front of me is overpowering my need to escape into oblivion to save face.

“No other people, just me. I’m the only one thinking about you having an orgasm.”

“Yeah, okay. So I’ll just go find some guy and hope he’s the right one to fix my issue. Sure. No problem. Coming right up.”

He shakes his head and shushes me like I just did to him, his finger covering my lips. “No, not some guy—me. I’m going to be the one.”

My eyes widen, because in a matter of hours, we went from a maybe date to seeing how it goes to making out on the couch to him wanting to make me orgasm. How’s a girl to keep up?

I open my mouth to speak but close it because I’m not sure what to say. Wade looks rather passionate about his declaration, but at the same time, I see something in his face that confuses me. Is it regret? Surely you can’t regret something that hasn’t happened yet.

He blinks and the uncertainty is gone. I attempt to speak again, brushing his fingers away from my face. He takes the opportunity to lace our fingers together.

“Wade. I’m not sure… I’m not sure this is a good idea.” The words nearly gut me. I’ve wanted him for so long, but he isn’t offering me what I’ve always wanted. He’s offering me something physical, and I want everything.

“It will. We’ll hang out more and then work on getting you that orgasm. We’ll have fun.” His smirk hooks, lines, and sinks me. Almost. Something is niggling at the back of my mind, but the idea of spending more time with him, kissing him, well, it’ssodarn tempting.

He leans in and kisses my cheek, then the tip of my nose, and then the sweetest kiss on my lips. “What do you say, Bernadette. Wanna have some fun with me?”

My fate is decided in the moment. I’m either looking at the start of something spectacular or I’m gearing up for a heartbreak from hell.

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