Page 25 of Eternally Yours
“Doing what?” she asks quietly.
I try to concentrate on anything but her, but then she wiggles again, and all control is lost.The little tease.I can feel myself swelling gradually against the lower section of her back, and surely she can feel it, too. But the genuine tone in her voice tells me otherwise.She has no idea what she’s doing to me.
“That.Don’t do that because you’re about to get an unrequested surprise.”
She shifts and turns herself more my way, making her hips move again, and this time directly on my growing erection. “What are you ta—”
Her words die, and I can pinpoint the exact moment she feels me—eyes growing wide and mouth opening as she gasps. A red hue rushes to her cheeks while she stares at me in a frozen state, not knowing how to proceed from this particular predicament.
She moves away slightly and mumbles, “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay, sweetheart. Nothing to feel embarrassed about. If anything, I’m the one who should be embarrassed for my lack of control,” I say with a chuckle.
A small smile takes over her lips. “Well, you did try to warn me,” she says with a giggle.
I pass my fingers through her hair, cradling the side of her head. “Let’s go home, it’s getting pretty late.”I love the way it sounds. Home. I only wish her home was also mine.
“Okay,” she says quietly, a glimmer shining in her eyes with the glow from the moonlight.
After collecting the empty bottles and storing the blankets, the girls exchange numbers, then we wish goodnight to my friends and head to my car. Cecilia is quiet on the drive back, looking out her window most of the drive. Our hands are locked together, but her focus is elsewhere. She seems nervous and contemplative.
We reach my parking spot and step out of the car, then climb the main elevator and make our way up to her floor. Her free hand fidgets the whole time, and the closer we get to her door, the more intense it becomes as she chews on her lower lip. She’s been avoiding eye contact from the moment we left the car, her nerves clearly getting the best of her.
Once we stand in front of her door, I grab hold of her waist and bring her to me, an inch between us, chests almost touching.
“Cecilia, breathe.” She lets out a deep exhale while staring at my chest, refusing to look at me. “Talk to me, baby. What’s going on in that beautiful mind?”
Her gaze finally lifts to mine, and I can see the worry in them, the uncertainty, and all I want to do is take it away.
“I just... I like you, Silas, and I want to keep seeing where this goes. But I...” She bites her lip again, breathing in and out before continuing. “I don’t want to rush into things.”
One side of my mouth tips up, offering her a side smile.She’s adorable.I circle one arm around her waist and press her body into mine, erasing that last inch between us. My other hand slides through her hair as I try to soothe her worries. She places both her hands on my chest, our position intimate to any onlookers.
Her head is fully craned back while mine is lowered, as it feels like our gazes reach into each other’s souls. Our lips are inches away from one another. All it would take is to lower myself a fraction, and I’d finally get to discover those puffy lips. But I don’t. Instead, I tell her what she needs to hear.
“I like you, too, Minnie. A lot, if you haven’t noticed.” My smirk grows before returning my features to a serious expression. “But I never want you to feel like I’m pressuring you, because that’s not the case. There’s no need to rush anything. I’ll wait as long as you need, until you’re ready to take things further.”
I lower my voice to a whisper as I continue. “But when something’s bothering you, or if I make you feel a way you don’t like, then you need to tell me so that I can make it better. Okay? Promise me you’ll tell me when that happens?”
“I promise,” she sighs, closing her eyes. Looking peaceful, she rests her head on my chest, content with my response to her concern.
“Now go rest, we had a busy day. You must be exhausted,” I whisper into her hair before applying a tender kiss. “Goodnight, Minnie.”
“Goodnight, Big Guy.”
I wait until she enters the condo and locks the door behind her before stepping away. As I make my way back to my place, I’m already excited for our next encounter, thinking of ways to make her mine.
It’s wooing time.
CECILIA
~ The Following Day ~
“Why are you here?” Emma’s voice startles me out of my sleep as she sits at the end of my bed.
My eyes narrow with confusion. “Why am I in my own bed?”
“Yes!” She rolls her eyes. “Why didn’t you spend the night with that hunk of a man?”
