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“Hey yourself.” He shoved his hands into his pockets so he didn’t reach for her. He’d explained how paparazzi tended to stalk LAX, but it felt wrong not to pounce on her immediately.
Play things safe. Follow the rules.He’d done it for so long, he could keep doing it now. He’d keep doing it until she was ready to be public.
“How was your flight?” he asked.
“Fine.”
If she kept biting her lip like that, he was going to snap. That was just ... physics. That Isaac Newton dude probably had a law about it.
“And Savannah is going to keep watching your houseplants?”
“Yup, until I figure things out.”
Until Maggie decided whether to stay past the job she was starting tomorrow—and until he could convince her to move in with him. But he was waiting to spring that part on her until he’d plied her with more orgasms, a few fantastic meals, and several weeks of perfect weather.
She was going to be putty in his hand. LA had him on the assist.
“Let’s get your stuff in the car.”
They left the airport a minute later, but once they were in Inglewood, Cole pulled over into a neighborhood and killed the engine.
“Here so fast? I assumed stars weren’t fans of jet noise.”
“Nope, I want to greet you properly.” He hopped out of the car and strolled around to Maggie’s side.
She watched, amused, as he opened the passenger door and offered her a hand. “You don’t have to seduce me,” she said. “I think we’ve pretty much cleared that hurdle.”
No, they’d incinerated it.
“But I want to.”
She stepped out and into his arms, and he finally, finally got to kiss her. It was familiar and jolting at once. His body immediately went into overdrive because, yeah, they hadn’t done this enough. That night in Glasgow, he’d be dreaming about it for the rest of his life. But that had beenonenight. Okay, so they’d tallied more than half a dozen orgasms together, but that wasn’t enough.
Not nearly enough.
So not enough that he couldn’t resist deepening the kiss and tipping her backward over his arm, like something out of an old movie poster. At last, he lifted his head. “How am I doing?”
She reached up and traced his lips. “Tell me we’re close to your place?”
“Ha, no. You’ll have to wait about another hour, give or take the traffic.” He straightened them both up and retrieved the bouquet he’d gotten for her from the back seat. He’d kept it, quite literally, under wraps. “These are for you.”
Maggie pulled the white paper back with a gasp. “Wow.”
“The florist told me flowers have a language.”
“I’ve heard that, though honestly, ferns and houseplants are more my style.”
“Well, these are red tulips, daisies, and apple blossoms.”
“Which mean?”
Cole couldn’t quite make himself sayI love you,I love you truly, andI prefer you before all others. But as certain as he’d been that night in Glasgow, some doubt had crept in. Could she possibly want this life forever?
She’d taken the job onWaverleyto run away, and she’d been great at it. But was working in Hollywood really what she wanted forever? He wouldn’t blame her if it wasn’t. As much as this was his world and he couldn’t imagine leaving it, she still had a chance here. The bug hadn’t bitten her yet.
So “You’ll have to look it up” was all he said.
Her expression was intrigued and a little frustrated, and it revved him up like an engine.
