the door open, I start to say something, but a purse hangs in front of me and a smirk on Ashton’s face. Grabbing Lis’s purse, I lift the corner of my lips in thanks and close the door again.
Lis hasn’t moved, her back is still to me. Moving to stand behind her, I place my hands on her hips. “Do you want something to drink?” A shake of her head. “Come sit with me.”
Once we’re settled on the couch, I take her hand in mine, tracing my thumb across her knuckles.
“How have you been?”
“Okay. Dealing with lawyers and trying to explain to my kids what is happening to their dad has been less than ideal.”
“I’m sorry I haven’t been there for you.”
“It isn’t your responsibility.”
I turn to face her, ready to lay it all out on the line. She shifts to match my position, lifting her hand ready to nibble on that thumbnail, when I grab her hand.
“There’s nothing to be nervous about. I’m the one trying to grovel. If anyone should be nervous, it’s me.”
Grinning, she nods her head in understanding.
“Do you remember the first night we met?”
“I do.”
“There was something about you from the moment my eyes fell on you. All I could think was how dynamic you were. Without doing anything but smiling and dancing, I was enamored. But then you walked out the door. I wasn’t sure who you were or where you came from. Then, like some sort of divine intervention, you were there. Working for Brian. My sister says it’s serendipity. That the universe wants us together.”
“What do you think?”
Shifting closer, I cup her cheek, searching her eyes for any reason not to confess it all. I see nothing but hope and adoration.
“I think it doesn’t matter why you’re in my world, I only know I never want you to leave. Somewhere along the way of watching you stomp your boots across a dance floor to kicking my ass at mini golf, I fell in love with you.”
Gasping, her eyes widen in shock. That shock quickly morphs to the smile that sets my soul on fire. The unfiltered, joyful, full-face smile makes her the most beautiful woman in the world.
“You . . . you love me?”
“I do.”
“I love you too.”
Relief washes over me. I can’t contain myself any longer and crash my lips to hers.
Chapter 34
Felicity
He loves me. I love him. Holy hell, he’s making up for weeks of no kissing. We’ve sat on this couch kissing numerous times. Sometimes sweet and slow while others have been hot and fiery. This is neither. Connor is kissing like a man struggling for survival. This kiss is both a plea and a promise. His lips speaking what his heart feels.
Awkwardly, I kick off my boots and slip across his lap. Running my hands through his hair, nails scraping his scalp, I fight him for control of this kiss. I’ve missed this, missed him. We tangle, our hands and our tongues. Tugging at my shirt, he pulls it over my head, leaving me topless in only my black bra.
His mouth drops to the top of my breasts, placing a kiss to one then the other. It’s nothing overtly sexual but still, I’m falling quickly into an orgasm. Just the friction of being in his lap and his mouth on me once again has my pulse racing.
Just as I’m about to fall over the edge, he stands, gripping my waist and carrying me to the bed. Slowly laying me back he looks down at me, eyes dark with desire. My already activated libido is now in hyper drive. I’m desperate for him. I need him.
“I need you.”
A low growl isn’t what I expected, and I snicker. That gets me a glare, which doesn’t help the need to giggle. Biting my top lip, I lift up and grab the back of his neck, pulling him down to a kiss. Melting into the bed, I pull him close until we’re both gasping for air. Standing, he strips out of his clothes and sheaths himself before I even manage to get my shorts off.
Once I’m completely naked, he settles between my legs. Lifting my feet, to cross over his ass, he once again surprises me when he flips us, landing me on top. Quirking a brow, I look down at him.
“You’re in control, baby. However much you want from me.”
Taking his hands, I lift them to my breasts, encouraging him to touch me. Enjoying the surges each flick of my nipples