Page 54 of A Doctor for Daisy

All Yours

One of a kind.

He’d heard versions of that a lot in his life.

Most times it pissed him off.

From Daisy, it felt like a compliment, but he still was embarrassed by it.

Now he had to show her he wasn’t some wuss.

They pulled into the garage at his place, he shut the car off and there was part of him that wanted to go after her like they had the first time two weeks ago. Where they were almost trying to get the other’s clothes off before they got into the house.

He didn’t do that though.

They entered the house and he decided that he was just going to carry her to his room.

Over his shoulder.

She started to laugh when he did it, her hands trailing up his back as she hung over him.

“This is much better than being carried like they would in a chick flick.”

He flopped her on the bed. “Good. I want you to remember this night for what you did with me and not what some asshole said to you.”

Her smile dropped and he wondered if he put his foot in his mouth.

Her hand went to his face and her fingers trailed down. “I don’t care what anyone says, Theo. You’re perfect in the best way possible and I’m glad I’m the one that is getting to see it. I hope you know I’m not one of those women that wants something out of you. I just want to be with you.”

He leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. “I know that. Don’t ever think otherwise.”

“Good,” she said. “Now go back to what you were doing. I think I managed to redirect your train of thought and didn’t want to do that. Should we go back out and you can carry me in here again like you just did?”

“No,” he said. “I’m pretty smart. I can detour back.”

“Then do it,” she said. “I’m all yours while I’m here.”

She hadn’t come in with any clothes so that meant she wasn’t staying. He’d have to take what he could get though.

His hands went to the buttons on the front of her jumpsuit. “Is this how it comes off?” he asked.

“Yes. You’ll need to remove the scarf too.”

“Scarf?” he asked.

“I’m using it as a belt.” Her hands went to the front where the bow was and she undid it so that he could pull it away.

One by one he undid the buttons and discovered a black lace bra peeking out. “This is nice,” he said, his knuckles trailing down over the swell of her breasts.

“Plain old black, but it has an edge of sexy to it. If I had a red bra I would have worn that,” she said.

He wanted to groan. “I’ll buy you one.”

She laughed at him but then stopped when his mouth went to the soft skin on her belly he’d just exposed. No reason he couldn’t tease her a bit. It seemed to him she’d been doing that all night long with her outfit.

She started to pull her arms out of the top and then lifted up while he removed the rest of her jumpsuit. He got down to the bottom and was able to slip it off while her shoes remained on.

“Red underwear,” he said. Sort of. They were red with white flowers on them. He found it cute how she always got that floral accent in more than one way.

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