CHAPTER TWENTY
“What’s that?”
Bethany was pointing at the last of her things that Benny had asked Lucy to bring over.It had been over a week since he’d been discharged and despite spending every day and night with him, she’d still not officially moved in.Which is why he’d taken matters into his own hands and done it for her.
“Your last suitcase and a box of books from your parent’s place,” he stated the obvious.“Welcome home, B.Time to start unpacking don’t you think?”
She may have her stuff in their house, but she’d not filled the closet space he’d made for her.Her toiletries were in a neat pile instead of in their vanity.And her laptop was neatly tucked away in its case every night instead of being left on the table.Like he’d told her to do.
He was sick of it.He wanted her things everywhere.For her to make this place a home.Her home.Forever.
She was chewing her lip again.Looking unsure.
“Baby.”He went to her frozen form in the middle of the living room and turned her to face him while his hands went to her shoulders.“It’s time.This place is yours now, too.I want you to put your stamp on it.Decorate it however you like.Order a bunch of clown paintings for all I care.Go crazy.Just please, for the love of God, unpack your things.It’s driving me insane seeing you live out of suitcases.”
“Clown paintings?”She lifted a brow before hitting him with that dazzling smile.“Well...”Her pointer finger tapped those plump pink lips as humor danced in those deep jade eyes.“I did see this toilet paper holder I liked the other day...it plays Eye of the Tiger.”
“That’s terrifying.”He bit back the laugh bubbling in his chest.
“Or...motivational,” she corrected.Goddamn he loved this woman.
“Have I told you how much I love you today?”Lowering his head until their faces were just inches apart, he breathed in her familiar rose scent.
“You love me?”she teased, purposefully widening her eyes.
“Want me to prove it?”
Please say yes.
He’d been given the all clear yesterday for light activity.Not that there was anything light about what he wanted to do to her.
“And how exactly do you plan on proving it?”Dainty hands settled on his waist as she let her chest bump into his.He fought back a groan.She was so fucking soft.Made just for him.
Inching closer, he let his lips ghost the shell of her ear, reveling in her shiver as his breath sunk into her skin.“That depends on you, baby.You want a list...or a demonstration?”
Bethany pressed herself against him, giving a slow twist of her hips and being sure to graze a part of him that was only getting harder by the second.
Then her mouth was doing the taunting as she brushed it over his, her tongue darting out to lick her lower lip before whispering into him.
