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“Oh, that’s good. So, there’s no problem with them trying to oust you?”
“I don’t think so. He thanked me for looking after Sara.”
I studied him, wondering how he took that news.
He shook his head in disbelief. “I still feel guilty, but he said he never blamed me, just himself.”
I put my hand on his, which I could do now that I wasn’t his therapist. “Guilt is a powerful emotion that can paralyze us.” That sounded like a counselor, so I added. “I’m so glad that he was able to help you let some of that go.”
He looked at me. “Let go.”
I cocked my head, wondering what he meant.
“In my dreams, you tell me to let go.”
He had dreams about me? “Let go of what?”
“A rope, but I think it represents something else. I think it’s all the guilt.” He turned his body, and his eyes were serious as he said, “So, do you, Doc.”
I quirked a brow. “Oh?”
“All your guilt about fucking me. This isn’t counseling. I’m a man and you’re a woman, and we happen to have the hots for each other.”
I swallowed, wondering if that was all this was. Live life, I reminded myself. I’d never had an affair either, and if that was all this would be, at least I’d have done it.
“That’s not to say that you haven’t helped me, but it hasn’t been counseling. The yoga and breathing help, but that wasn’t therapy.”
“No.”
“The group is counseling, but that doesn’t involve you,” he continued.
“No, it doesn’t.”
“There’s something about you that affects me, but it’s not your counseling, which I’m sure is wonderful, but I won’t be using you for that.”
“Okay,” I laughed.
“But you did spend time probing my brain and asking questions, and I’m thinking that maybe to help you let go of the idea that you’re my counselor, I can turn the tables. A man and a woman who are into each other ask each other questions.”
“Okay. What do you want to know?”
He drew his finger down my cheek. “Why did a smart, sexy, successful woman like you hold on to her virginity for so long?”
I’d been hoping for questions like what was my favorite color, but I suppose considering the questions I’d asked him, this seemed equally as personal. I wasn’t interested in delving into my past, but my pain was nothing like the heinous memories I’d asked him to revisit when I was his therapist.
“I was always focused on school and achieving my professional goals. I just never had time for a relationship.” I was a coward for not telling him about Mike, but I decided to give him a little bit more. “I never met a man that made me feel like I wanted to turn in my v-card.”
He grinned, and his eyes turned feral. “I make you feel some sort of way?”
“You know you do. I can’t resist.”
“You were saving yourself for me, Grace.” He wrapped me up and pulled me into his lap.
I wasn’t sure I believed in destiny, and yet, perhaps I was waiting for a man like him. “And was your behavior done to look for the right woman?”
He winced. “You may not believe this, since you’ve never had mindless sex— Have you? I’m not mindless, am I?”
“No.”
“Anyway, there is a difference being with you and the others. The others were like an itch that needed to be scratched. It was surface. Shallow. And when it was done, it was done. I didn’t want more. But with you…I’m nowhere near having enough. I’ve never felt like that before.”
I hated that he’d been with so many other women, but his words made me feel warm, and like I was making the right choice. I was different for him just as he was different for me.
“So, now what?” I asked.
“Now, I’m going to kiss you and get you naked.” He pushed me back until I was laying on the couch under his hard body. He laughed.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
“Someday, we’ll do this in a bed.”
I smiled. “I don’t know how.”
His grin turned wicked. “Ah, Doc, I have so much to teach you.” Then his lips were on mine in a fiery kiss that made my entire body go hot.
I kissed him back, wanting to learn everything he wanted to teach me. “I want to make you happy, Hunter.”
“You do, baby, you do,” he said as he tugged on my ear with his teeth and his fingers undid my blouse.
“I mean, I want you to teach me what makes you happy.”
He lifted his head, his dark eyes filled with desire, watching me. “Letting me touch you makes me happy. Can’t you tell?” He ground his hardness into me. I spread my legs, wanting to feel it against my aching center.
I narrowed my eyes. “You’re going to make me say it, aren’t you?”
