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I think about what he said the entire drive home, even after I dropped him outside of the penthouse.
I don’t think he’s wrong… and I don’t blame him for being concerned.
But when I pull into the driveway, the only thing I can think about is getting inside my house to Caroline. Maybe we are playing with fire, but the more time I spend with her, the more I know I don’t want to let her go. When I’m not with her, I spend all my time thinking about her, wishing she was there with me.
I toss my keys onto the table inside the front door and quietly set my hockey bag on the floor in the entryway before taking the stairs two at a time to the second floor, walking straight to the master bedroom.
The door is wide open, the silhouette of the beautiful girl asleep in my bed, causing my stomach to dip.
I lean against the doorframe, my eyes riveted to Caroline, who’s bathed in the moonlight from the skylight windows, fast asleep. Her blonde hair is spread out on the pillow, her arms and legs tangled into the sheets.
When I thought about coming home to Caroline in my bed, I thought I wanted to come home to her naked, ready for me to crawl between her legs, but seeing her in an old practice T-shirt of mine that falls midthigh causes something possessive to flare in my chest.
I have no right to feel that way… but it doesn’t change the fact that I do. Doesn’t change the fact that even the thought of sharing her with anyone else makes my chest tight and my fists clench at my side.
She sighs in her sleep, a soft, breathy sound that makes my lips tug into a grin. I slip off my tennis shoes and cross the room, making my way over to her.
My knees hit the bed, and I crawl over her body, placing a kiss along the back of her thigh that’s hitched up over the duvet. She smells so fucking good that I drag my nose along her warm skin, inhaling. Doesn’t matter what time it is or where she is, my Bubblegum always smells like her favorite strawberry watermelon flavor.
“Mmmm.” She moans softly in response to my touch.
Always so responsive, even when she’s asleep.
I lift the worn shirt higher, exposing her bare ass, and plant kisses along the expanse of skin, nipping in places, and that’s when I hear her breathing change, picking up.
My girl’s awake.
I kiss up her back, softly along her spine, until I make it up the length of her body. When I do, I see the sleepy smile on her face.
“Hi,” she whispers, her fingers fisting into my shirt and pulling me toward her until her nose brushes along mine. “You’re here.”
“I’m here, Bubblegum.”
I lie down beside her and grab her waist, pulling her flush against me, feeling her warm, pliant body against mine.
“Missed you,” she says, bringing her hand up to my face and touching the shadow along my jaw.
As terrifying as it is to admit it… Chaney’s right. I’m entirely fucked when it comes to this girl, and I probably have been since the very first night.
I can’t admit that out loud, especially not to her. Not when she’s said she’s not interested in anything beyond this.
This, which feels more complicated by the second.
This, which is beginning to feel like not enough.
Not nearly enough. I think I want everything with her.
“Missed you too, baby,” I say, finally capturing her lips, tasting the sweet, fruity flavor that I’m already fucking addicted to. “I wish I could come home to this every time I get off a plane.”
She grins against my mouth, looping her arm around my neck. “Mmmm, getting soft on me? That feels a littletoorelationshipy, Romeo,” she laughs. “But I think that we could arrange something here or there. Meeting you here is definitelymuchbetter than worrying about the close call at the house the other day. Don’t ya think? We can bang the bed on the wall and scream as loud as we want. Besides, your bed is so comfy,” she winks.
My hand roams down her back to her ass, and I grab a handful, loving the feel of her in my hands. I love her like this– playful and flirty, relaxed in my arms. Sexy as fuck.
I crave her with a hunger I’ve never known.
“I’ve got less than forty-eight hours with you, Bubblegum.” I dip my mouth to where she’s already wet and aching for me. “Gotta make every second count.”
And until the sun comes up, I do.
