guy. I was thinking about getting a dog. But it’s hard when I work so much.”
“You can share Chuck,” he said solemnly. “I was never good at sharing my toys growing up—I never had to—but I’ll share my dog with you. That’s how much I love you.”
Laughter bubbled up her throat. “Thank you.”
“I’ll get the stuff.” He slid his arms from around her and she pouted but watched him walk into the kitchen. He returned seconds later with a big bouquet of flowers—sunflowers! Her favorite. Also a small glossy black Sephora bag. And an opened bag of Bits & Bites.
“The flowers are beautiful,” she murmured, taking the cellophane-wrapped bunch from him. He handed over the Sephora bag next. “What’s this?”
She peered inside and pulled out a bottle of her favorite Givenchy perfume. She looked up at him. “Thank you.”
“Yeah, you better thank me,” he muttered. “That fucking little bottle cost two hundred and fifty dollars. I was going to buy you a gallon jug of the stuff, but it’s a good thing they don’t make it in gallon jugs or I’d be broke. Also, I didn’t know there was more than one kind of Givenchy perfume. The girl asked me which one I wanted and I had no clue. Christ, I hate that fuckin’ store. It’s all full of makeup and girl shit.”
She rolled her lips in to repress a smile. “Yes. It is.”
“So I sniffed every one. But as soon as I tried that one, I recognized it. It gave me a stiffy.”
She fell back into the couch cushions, laughing. “Well, good. Every time you meet a woman wearing that perfume you’re going to get an erection.”
“Nah, babe, it’s just you wearing that perfume.” He grinned.
She picked up the other bag. “And a half-eaten bag of Bits & Bites. Thank you.”
“It’s not half-eaten.” He looked wounded. “It’s two bags. I took out all the Cheerios and stuff and it’s just the pretzels and the cheese bits combined into one. The ones you like.”
The hot softness in her chest made it hard to get her breath. She stared at the bag. And swallowed. “Thank you,” she whispered. “Levi. You’re such a great guy.”
“I tried to tell you that. Remember? When you were all pissed about that girl from the Kitten Club being in our hotel room, worried about her?”
She rolled her eyes. “Oh yeah.” She didn’t want to know any more details about that night.
“I am a great guy.” He leaned over and kissed her. “And you love me.”
“Yes. I really do.”
She was his.
He was going to look after her and take care of her, hopefully for the rest of her life, whether she liked it or not.
He picked up the bag of Bits & Bites and the bottle of perfume and set them on the table. Then he lifted and turned her so she was straddling his lap facing him.
Luckily she was wearing a dress that had a loose skirt, a pretty pink sundress with tiny straps and a snug bodice. She touched her fingertips to his face as their eyes met.
“I love you,” he whispered. He slid a hand up the side of her neck and into her hair and pulled her face closer for a kiss. A long, slow, sweet kiss. He poured his goddamn heart into that kiss to show her how much he loved her.
She gripped his shoulders as the kiss went on and on. They lifted their mouths then joined them again, licking, sucking at each other with feverish hunger. His other arm wrapped around her back and he lifted her off him, turning his ass so he could lie down with his head on the armrest. He pulled her down with him, still straddling his hips, the skirt of her dress riding up around her thighs.
Their mouths met again, long, lush kisses of relief and yearning. Her hips rolled against him in a needy rhythm, right where he was hard and aching. “Seems like you need something, sexy girl,” he murmured against her lips. Her eyes opened and met his again. “Need this?” He lifted his hips and bumped his erection against her.
“Yes,” she breathed.
He pulled her mouth to his again, tongue sliding inside to play with hers. His hand swept down her back, bunched the skirt higher and then grabbed her ass. He squeezed a firm cheek, her hips still rocking against him.
“Love this sweet little ass,” he muttered. “And I love doing this.” He popped her ass with a firm swat.