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“Replace my car?”
“Yes, I’ll figure it out somehow, just please—”
“I never asked you to replace my car,” I cut her off, not even going to entertain the thought.
“Bodhi, I have to do something,” she says.
“Fuck no, don’t worry about it,” I say.
“I can’t—”
“Keaton, I don’t care about the fucking car!” I shout, cupping her face in my hands.
“I do,” she cries.
“It’s just a car. I don’t care about it,” I say, trying to convince her.
“Bodhi,” she sighs.
“No, fuck the car. I don’t want the damn car,” I grate out, fighting past the emotions climbing up my throat.
I drop my forehead to hers.
“I don’t care about it, baby. I just want you,” I whisper, and lean in to kiss her, capturing the sob that breaks free from her chest with my mouth.
“I just want you,” I say again between each desperate kiss.
I bend forward and hook my hands beneath her ass, scooping her up into my arms and holding her to me.
“Bodhi, I…” she says, hiccupping through her tears.
“I know, baby. I know. I don’t want to fight with you anymore. Please,” I hold her up with one arm while sliding my other hands into her hair and pulling her in to kiss me. “I need you, Princess.”
“Yes,” she nods vigorously. “Yes, yes, please.”
I seal my lips over hers in a punishing kiss, and turn from the kitchen, leaving our troubles and worries behind us for just one night, and carry her upstairs to my room.
Chapter 47
I’d be lying if I said I haven’t been thinking about this moment for weeks now. Despite how much I try to keep some semblance of a wall up between us, it doesn’t change that fact that I have wanted this man since that night in my hotel room.
As infuriating as he can be, I can’t deny that he has done so much more for me than most people ever have. And that scares me.
I don’t want him to be sucked into this bullshit. Firstly, because I can take care of my family by myself. I don’t need handouts or to be treated like some helpless woman who needs a man to swoop in and take care of all her problems. But secondly, because after learning about the hand Mateo played in Tommy’s death, I didn’t want there to be an opportunity for him to do anymore damage to the Kane family.
But the biggest part, the part I don’t want to admit to even myself, is that I’m afraid he’ll one day resent me. Long after I’ve given him my heart, he’ll decide I’m too much trouble and leave me.
So, I just keep him at arms-length, and I’ll continue to in some respect until this mess is taken care of. That is, if Bodhi wants to wait around that long. Knowing the kind of person he is, I highly doubt he will. He’ll continue to try to chip away at my walls until he either knocks them down or has to walk away. Both of which scare the shit out of me.
I’ll give myself this, though. I’ll give us tonight, because if I don’t, I’m afraid there will be nothing left for us to return to. And it will be my own fault.
Bodhi sets me on my feet and pulls away long enough to pull my shirt off. My fingers are shaking as I reach for the hem of his shirt.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asks, not moving to undress me any further.
I know that if I stop to think about this for too long, I’ll talk myself out of it and ask him to take me home. So instead, I reach for the button of my jeans and slide them down my legs until I’m standing there in just my bra and panties. No more nude than the beach a few days ago, or his garage before that, but I’m more nervous this time because I know what’s about to happen will inevitably change everything.
“How the hell are you so beautiful?” he asks, and steps forward to reclaim my mouth.
