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“I wish I could make this visit with you more romantic,” I tell her, feeling bad.
“You’re very romantic, getting me whatever I want whe
n I ask for it. Giving me a foot rub when I don’t ask for it, which is even more thoughtful. You’re tending to my every need, and it’s wonderful.” Her gaze drops to my knee in its brace. “I wish I could help you.”
“I’m fine.” I’m really not. My knee is throbbing. But I won’t tell her that.
“You should go home so you can see the doctors,” she says, her voice soft. “I’m sure they’re anxious for your return.”
I wouldn’t know, since I turned off my phone and can’t see their text messages, voicemails and emails. I’m sure I’ve got all three from a variety of coaches. I’m sure they’re pissed as hell.
I have other things on my mind. Like this woman I’m sitting with.
“Do you care if we have dinner with George and Evie Wednesday night?” she asks, gazing at her phone. “Evie just sent me a text asking.”
“That sounds good. I should still be here.”
“Great.” She taps at her phone screen and I hear the whoosh sound that tells me she sent a reply. “I can’t wait for you to meet my brother and best friend.” She makes a face. “It’s still so strange to me that they’re together.”
She already filled me in on all the details from their wild weekend at her family estate. “If their relationship works out, I think you got lucky. Not only is Evie your best friend, but she could end up also being your sister-in-law.”
Susanna smiles brightly. “Wouldn’t that be amazing?”
I give her ankle a squeeze. “See? It’s not strange that your brother ended up with her. It’s a good thing.”
We remain quiet for a bit, and nerves swirl in my stomach as I try to come up with the right way to tell her that I’m in love with her. Do I just blurt it out? Give her a little speech? Whisper a few romantic words and hit her with the most important info right at the end?
I don’t know how to do this. I haven’t told a woman I love her in a long-ass time, and what we share feels different. Susanna isn’t some girl I had a crush on in high school. And she isn’t a woman I had a thing for in college either.
She’s a woman. A woman who breezed into my life in the most unusual way and ended up changing it completely. I’m a different man with Susanna by my side. There’s so much still to learn and do, but I know without a doubt that she’s the woman for me.
I don’t want to let her go. But how do I make her a permanent part of my life? How do I convince her to come home with me, when this is her home? There’s no way I can live here. Not yet at least. I have a life and a career back in California, and despite the knee injury, it’s not over. I refuse to let it be over.
So I gotta go back. I wanna take Susanna with me.
Will she go willingly? Or will she end it because we live in two separate worlds?
See why I’m so fucking nervous?
“Cannon.”
I hear Susanna call my name and I look over at her, see the confused expression on her face. “I’ve said your name three times. Are you all right?”
“Just thinking is all,” I say with a shrug, hanging my head so I can stare at her pretty bare feet. I’m not a foot man. I don’t have that kind of fetish. With Susanna, I’m more of a tits and ass man because damn, the girl has curves, but her feet are pretty too. She’s got cute little toes painted a deep red, and her skin is pale. I give her ankle a squeeze then slide my hand up, under the black yoga pants she’s wearing, encountering prickly skin.
“I haven’t shaved in a while,” she says, her cheeks pink. “I wasn’t expecting you, and I was just in hospital, so…”
“I don’t mind.” Makes her more real anyway, and I appreciate that. If we can’t be real with each other, then we’re doomed.
“I call it my winter fur,” she says with a smile, and I laugh.
“Doesn’t feel much like fur right now,” I say, smoothing my hand up the length of her calf.
“It’s in its growing-out stage.” She’s laughing too. “I’ve never let a man see my winter fur before.”
“I’m getting a lot of your firsts.” My hand is on her knee now, my arm tunneling up the leg of her pants, and I know I’m playing with fire. I shouldn’t touch her like this. Next thing I know, I’ll have my fingers between her legs and she’ll be begging me to make her come.
My cock twitches at the thought.
