Chapter Six
Brooks
“I wanna stay.” Her voice is soft and sweet, nearly breathless as she speaks. It’s so breathless that I’m not sure I heard what she said.
“What?”
A visible lump moves down her throat and she stares up at me through long lashes. “You’re right. I belong here. I knew I belonged here the second I left. I’ll finish the script remotely, and I’ll write my own book here… with you.”
Hallelujah!An eruption of happiness and emotion I’m not expecting swells in my chest until tears are threatening their way onto my usually dry face. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to give this job up if it’s makin’ you happy. I’m bein’ selfish. You’re still young. Your career is important to you.”
“I know it is,” she wets her lips and tips up onto her toes, kissing the tip of my nose, “and so are you. I really do miss this, Brooks. This feeling… ofus.”
“What if I said, I wanted a family?”
She laughs under her breath. “Then I’d call you a liar. It’s okay… we don’t have to figure it all out right—”
“I’m not kidding, Kelsi.” The wave of emotion that nearly brought me to tears a second ago is now forcing droplets of wet sentiment to fall as I bend to my knee, reach for her hand, and stare up at the woman I love. “I don’t have a ring,” I pull apaperclip from the book and bend it into the shape of her finger, “but this will have to do until I get to the store. Kelsi, you are the one person I can’t let go of, and no matter what happens in this life, I need to know you’re mine to hold, mine to care for, mine to love. I want a wedding with little, white fuckin’ flowers in your hair,” I swallow hard, choking back tears, “and a house full of kids that look just like you. Most of all, I want to know that you’re livin’ your dreams and that I helped make them come true. Kelsi, would you make the biggest mistake of your life, and marry me?”
A wide smile lifts her cheeks as tears fall down quickly. “Yes, Brooks. I’ll marry you.” She bends to the ground in her tiny little nightgown and leans into my chest, toppling me backward onto the porch as rain falls all around us.
Her soft lips land on mine as her long hair falls over me.
We’re on her mother’s front porch, and it’s pouring down rain. It’s an awful time for an erection. Hell, it’s probably an awful time for a lot of things, but I can’t stop myself. My hands wander her curved frame as our kiss deepens, and her hips grind against my length.
Fuck.This is dangerous. I should stop her. We should go inside or get further away from the house. We should do anything but fuck right here on the porch. My brain knows that, but my body has other plans. My body has the plans of a man who’s been desperate to touch this woman for years.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I growl deeply into her ear, savoring the shiver that runs through her body as I hold her close.
“I’m yours,” she whines. “I need you to fuck me.”
“Careful now. You’re too sweet to sound that dirty.”
She smiles as her lips meet mine again. “You want me to stop?”
“No. Tell me again.”
“I need you to fuck me, Brooks. I’ve missed you so much.” She sighs against my lips, and I give up whatever fight I had in me in favor of tugging her thin nightgown straight up off her curved frame.
“You look so fuckin’ good, baby.” I lift her heavy breast into my mouth, scraping my teeth against her nipple before sucking it hard.
She drags her hand over the back of my head and pulls me in closer with a moan. “Oh God, yes!”
We were together for two years before this. I know she likes it when I tug at her hair, when I bite the inside of her shoulder, when I wrap my hand around her neck, when I growl low in her ear.
I flick my tongue against her nipple again and again as she grinds against my swollen cock. “Keep going, baby. I won’t have mercy on you.”
“I don’t want you to hold back,” she pants and leans back, unhooking my jeans before tugging them to the ground. “I want you to take me like you used to.”
Rain patters hard on the gravel driveway, splashing up against the edge of the wood framed porch as a frog croaks in the distance. I’m pretty sure he’s edging me on.
I step out of my boots and tug off my jeans as Kelsi lifts my shirt up off my chest. I haven’t been this excited in ages. She’s so fucking hot, and we’re so exposed, which adds an element of danger I didn’t realize I liked until now.
Leaning her back against the porch rail, I kiss her lips, then drag my mouth down her neck, biting the tops of her shoulders with a growl. Every ounce of me wants to go straight for it, but I want to do this right.
Chapter Seven
Kelsi
