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Chapter Nineteen
"Damn," Sawyer cussed when he slumped breathlessly and dragged his sweat-drenched body up the bed. He flopped heavily onto his chest beside me. My knees ached from kneeling and I rolled onto my side to face him, stretching out my cramped legs and arms like a satisfied cat.
"I love seeing you like this," he said, rolling onto his side to join me, and staring directly at me again. I smiled.
"What?" I asked when I became unnerved by the weight of his stare.
He shook his head. "Nothing. I'm just looking," he said, nonchalantly.
"At?"
"You. Wondering how I managed to charm you into going out with me … what I did that got you here … and at the same time, thinking about how far we've come so quickly."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, that, and how gorgeous you look freshly fucked," he chuckled. He wrapped a strong arm around my waist, slid it down to my butt, and edged me closer.
"This woman stinks after last night and this morning."
Bending is head closer he sniffed and chuckled. "You do. There's nothing like the smell of fresh cum in the morning."
"Eww." My eyes widened in shock as my jaw gaped. "You're gross, you know that?"
"Yeah, I do," he chuckled again. "But you love me anyway. You said so yourself last night."
"Yeah, that," I replied, quietly and wondered how I'd uttered those words so easily when it had taken me months to say them to Logan. "But a girl can change her mind," I teased, pushing my reservations aside.
"I know, but not my girl," he said in a whisper with a smile on his lips. The contact between us felt as intimate as it had been when he was inside me, and hearing him call me 'my girl' made my heart flip over in my chest like a lovesick teen.
"Really? You're that sure of yourself?" I joked.
Sawyer's warm smile faded when he contemplated my question. "No, I'm quietly confident we'll be incredible together …but not overly so. I'd be a fool to be that complacent. I just know in here there is something special going on for us," he said, placing his palm against his bare chest and then tapping my chest with his index finger.
"Then don't let me down,", I said, quietly. My message carried echoes of residual hurt from my past. Taking my hand in his, he clasped our fingers and held them slack.
"Go on take them out," he said, nodding at his fingers. The instant I tried to pull them away his fist tightened its grip. "Never. I'm never going to let you go, and I never thought there would come a day I would say this to any woman, but I'll take you any way I can get you."
"Sawyer …"
"I know the liberty I took with you may have been impulsive. I mean, it hadn't occurred to me at all that I wanted to kiss you until I saw that haunted look on your face when your ex was coming toward you from behind me, but when I did and I felt the passion in you when you kissed me back, I never wanted it to stop.
"Did it ever cross your mind that was only to make Logan jealous?"
"Sure, and it's about the only time I've been thankful he was ever in your life, but I was being honest when I told you I had wanted to spend more time with you. If I'd asked you out on a date after hitting on you like that, I knew I wouldn't have stood a chance. Meeting you once may have been chance, but when it happened again on the opposite side of a city where millions of people live? Well, I need to give credit to the universe for arranging that one. I'm telling you, I have a good feeling about us. And I'm a patient man."
"You have your band and—"
"I won't always be touring with them. It's four months of the year. The rest of the time will be ours." Hope swelled in my chest and I had to admit his confidence in us appeared unshakable. I hoped he was right because only time would tell if we would go the distance.
* * *
The morning flew past and after a quick room service breakfast we headed to North Dakota in a tiny chartered plane.
It wasn't the most pleasant journey in the cramped four-seater aircraft, and a far cry from the first-class seat Sawyer had booked for me to fly to Minnesota.
Nevertheless, we thankfully arrived in one piece and picked up the car that took us to the concert venue where DisKord would be playing that night.
Nerves knotted my stomach about facing his bandmates again, not because I was afraid, but because I just didn't want them to dampen the glow from the time I'd spent with Sawyer.
