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A house appears at the end of the drive, simple, nothing special, but I fall in love with it because it’s Simon’s. It has a wide porch with a swing to the left. Large windows on either side of the front door that I bet let in a ton of light. The roof is black tin and I imagine the rain dinging on it during a storm lulling me to sleep.
“It isn’t much. It’s small. Two bedrooms with one bathroom, but it’s home.”
“It’s adorable. Girlfriend pick it out?” I regret the words as soon as they are out of my mouth. I don’t know why I asked.
He opens the door and turns his chin to his shoulder. “I wouldn’t have kissed you if I had a girlfriend, Nina. But since you’re asking, I’m single.”
“I wasn’t asking,” I mutter, swinging my own door open and sliding out of my seat.
“Sure. Sure.”
“I wasn’t,” I argue weakly.
He grins at me, pulling the tailgate down. “Yeah, I just bet.” He snags my bags, still smiling, and his dumb dimples show on his cheeks.
I was always a sucker for those.
How is this happening after ten years?
Out of all the places he had to be, what were the chances of me seeing him? Here. In the middle of nowhere.
My eyes drop to his ass as he climbs the steps, my hands aching to reach out and grab it. I’ve always been a sucker for his backside. From his shoulders, all the way down the curve of his spine, to the dimples above his butt, then the round plump cheeks— God— I’m working myself up. I need to get away from him as soon as possible. The sooner I’m home, the better.
“Stop looking at my ass.”
I pull my eyes away just to tell him I wasn’t, but I’m caught red-handed.
He is looking right at me, another smug grin on his face.
I glance down, cheeks flaming red with embarrassment.
His finger slides under my chin, lifting my head so I’m forced to look at him. “I’ve missed your eyes on me. You don’t know how much.”
I gently tug my chin out from his mild grasp. My eyes well with tears and I can’t stop them from falling because I can’t be strong around him. No matter how many times I’ve imagined this moment with him, I was always strong and resilient.
That’s the tricky part about imagination. Sometimes, it lies to you.
“Then why?” I ask softly, doing my best not to lose the last thread of self-control I have. “Why did you leave me?”
The door swings open and he takes my hand, tugging me gently inside. “Come on.”
I step inside, my shoes hitting the hardwood floor of the house, and the lock slides into place behind me.
Simon is directly behind me, his body so close, I can feel the heat radiating from him.
I’m alone with the man I’ve hated for ten years yet I’ve loved him my entire life. I’m finding that talking may be a little difficult for me when my heart is beating faster, and his fingers are a light touch down my arm.
He is my home and I’ve forgotten what that’s felt like.
Chapter Four
Simon
Having her in my space is too much. I’m consumed. I want to undress her and take her on every surface of this house. I want her in my bed, my territory, my plain. I want to claim her all over again and make her mine. I want to relive the night when we were teenagers, completely trusting one another, exploring, learning, only this time… I won’t leave.
She steps away from me, then turns around, the tears on her cheeks adding to the wounds on my bleeding heart.
“You can’t keep being so close to me, Simon. I can’t think when you’re so close.”
