“Yeah?”
I nodded.
“That sounds great, baby. Can’t wait.”
I leaned against the door, sad that he was leaving.
“I’m coming back, Bryn.”
“I know,” I breathed out dramatically. “Tomorrow’s just sofaraway.”
“Let me show you where I was thinkin’ about puttin’ the keypad,” he said.
“Huh?”
He pulled me into the office off the foyer and pushed me up against the wall.
“Oh,” I whispered as his mouth covered mine.
I slid my hands up his back as he intensified the kiss and I leaned heavily against him.
“You know what?” I asked once he broke the kiss.
“What?”
“This would be a horrible place for a keypad.”
He chuckled. “Yeah, I’m gonna put it right by the door.”
“Oh, good.”
“Do you think that’ll tide you over ’til tomorrow?”
“Ah, no, no it won’t,” I said. “I’m definitely gonna need to take care of that later.”
“You’re not gonna do that, Bryn,” he said.
“Why not?”
“Because you’re gonna save any future orgasms for me.”
I shivered. “I don’t know if I can do that.”
He kissed me just below my ear and whispered, “Yeah, you can, baby. It’ll be worth the wait. I promise.”
I bit my lip. “Are you going to wait too?”
“Yep.”
I met his eyes. “Really?”
“Sure am.”
“What if it’s weeks?”
“Then I’ll wait weeks.”
“It won’t be weeks,” I admitted.