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Chapter 21
This I Can Do
Chloe
I eye Brodi warily as he walks out of the bathroom in just a pair of pajama pants. He moves around the room lighting candles and dimming the lights.
This isn’t the first time in the last week he has set a romantic ambience and tried to seduce me into his web. I’m standing my ground. I won’t fall for any of it.
“Turn onto your stomach and lie down for me,” he says as he comes to stand at the side of the bed.
“Excuse me?”
“It’s a massage, Cee. Stop looking at me like I’m a snake about to strike,” he huffs.
“Well,” I drag out.
“You’re so damn stubborn,” he mutters.
Swiftly, he grabs my ankles and flips me over. It’s not forceful. It’s actually playful, something he used to do all of the time.
I go to crawl away, but he brings his hand down on my ass, slapping my cheek. I gasp and turn to scowl at him. He gives me that sexy grin and lifts a brow at me.
“Did you just hit me?” I snap.
“That was a love tap, baby. You remember those, don’t you?”
“I’ll show you a love tap.”
I hop up to stand on my feet and run across the mattress to him. Before I can lunge at him, he wraps my waist and brings us both down onto the bed with a hard bounce.
“I’m still fast for an old man,” he teases as he hovers over me.
I wiggle beneath him, finding the right angle to use to flip him onto his back. I throw my arms up in victory as I look down at him with a wicked grin. He chuckles, reaching for my waist.
“And I still got it, so what are you saying?”
“I miss this.” He chuckles again.
“Yeah, I—”
I cut myself off and climb from straddling him. It’s days like this that have made it too easy to fall into the safety net he has offered. Yes, we used to horse around all the time. It was one of the things I loved about him. His playful side.
Brodi can go from teasing and playful to a complete dom at the drop of a hat. I don’t want to remember where our harmless play used to lead. I won’t let lust make my decisions for me.
“It’s okay to be us,” he says while watching me retreat.
“There are some parts of us I’m still not ready for.”
“Are you ready for me to work those kinks out of your shoulders? You were painting all day,” he says.
I turn to look at him. The candlelight dancing in his eyes takes me somewhere. As hard as I try not to remember the past, it hits me.
“Brodi.” I giggled as my back hit the couch in his apartment.
He hovered over me as the light from the fireplace and candles danced in his eyes. They were full of so much love and playfulness. I reached up to cup his cheek.
“I love you,” I said, causing his eyes to darken with lust.
