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“We won’t tell people at work unless they ask. And don’t feed me that line. You can figure out who you are while we live together.”
I shake my head.
This whole conversation is borderline erratic and much too soon.
“Live with me, Gemma, so I can show you how I feel for you every day.”
I swallow, his words deeply impacting me because I want this with him so badly. I wish it were easy to say yes.
He brings his face closer to mine, his warm minty breath tingling against my mouth, taking forever for his lips to reach mine.
“Damon.”
“Move in with me.” His raspy voice fills the room before he finally closes the gap between our lips. Kissing Damon feels like every tiny hair and particle on my body is coming alive at the simplest touch coming from his hands and mouth.
“I will. Just notnow.”
“No?” He takes it as a challenge. “What’s the worst that can happen? We’ll fight. We’ll fuck it out of each other.”
I shake my head. “What changed? Since we met, you’ve been warning me off, saying you aren’t a good man and we shouldn’t be together.”
He looks at me, perplexed, blinking. “Iloveyou. How many fucking ways, Gemma? How many ways do I have to show you this?”
I exhale. Then I wrap my arms around him. Damon changes the movie to a science documentary while stroking my hair.
My heart is still in a frenzy over his proposition. Yet I entertain the idea of living with him. Of waking up next to him every morning, going to work together, finding out all his flaws.
I’m Damon driven, and that’s an understatement.
“Are you thinking about it?” he asks, thumbing my mom’s green-stone earring.
I nod, gulping.
“And?”
“I can’t make a decision tonight, Damon.” I narrow my eyes at him.
Hemustknow this.
“What’s your list? The pros and cons.” He weaves our hands together. A million shocks are sent through my body by the simple act.
“I love you, and I want to be with you.” I hate when he looks away, as if he can’t believe it, as if he’s undeserving of love. “But it’s too soon. Much too soon. I could never even afford to split rent on a home like yours.”
“I have more money than I know what to do with. I barely spend much of it.”
“I want to pay for things too. It can’t just be you, Damon.”
“All right. You can earn your keep by—”
“If you say sucking you off, I might hurt you,” I tease, and he chuckles, the sound vibrating through me. “I need to be independent. It’s too soon.”
“Whether you have your own place or not, we’ll be spending most of our time together anyway.”
I shake my head. “You’re missing the point.”
“The point is that I love you, and that’s not going to change whether we move in together now or in a few months.”
I wake up the next morning with Damon’s arms fully draped around my body. He must’ve brought me upstairs after I fell asleep.
