Page 43 of Tell Me Again
But she also couldn’t seem to move away. Instead she drew her fingers up over the hard planes of his chest and around his neck, pulling him down and pressing herself closer. She’d been with plenty of men in her day—not as many as the tabloids made it seem—but enough to know that what was between her and Trevor was special.
Or maybesheneeded it to feel special.
Another “oh, hell no” moment.
She took several quick steps back and tripped over the big lug of a dog sprawled across her kitchen floor. She landed on her butt with her legs splayed over Frank, who grunted but didn’t get up.
“I don’t need you to make me feel special,” she shouted at Trevor, wagging her finger back and forth at him.
His eyebrows lowered. “Ok,” he said slowly.
“You also need to leave. Now.”
He took a step toward her. “Can I help you up first?” he asked, kindly ignoring the fact that she was acting like a raving lunatic.
She shook her head. “Not one step closer or I swear I’ll strap a steak to your back and send Frank after you.”
He eyed the snoring dog. “Should I be scared?”
“He’s very food motivated.” She pulled her legs under her and stood. “Go away, Trevor.”
“What the hell is going on, Sam?”
“I don’t need you to make me feel special,” she said again.
“I get that, but I have to say I was the one who felt pretty damn special with your mouth fused to mine.”
“Duly noted. Thanks for sharing. Get out.”
He ran both hands through his hair, pulling at the ends. “I’m not a complicated guy,” he muttered. “I have a simple life. I like my simple life.”
“Head on back to it,” she suggested. “We’re good. All forgiven. You didn’t mean to call me a slut. I regret the years I acted like one.”
“Stop saying that word,” he growled.
“Goodnight.” She smiled. “That’s a word. The only one I want to hear from your gorgeous mouth right now.”
“I have a couple of other words.”
She groaned. “For a simple guy, you sure as hell like to blather on.”
“I don’t blather. But thank you,” he said, “for not throwing me under the bus with Grace. You had every right to be angry after how I acted. You could have taken advantage of that.”
She drew in a shallow breath. “We may not agree on modeling, but I won’t undermine your authority as her dad.”
“I understand that now,” he told her with a nod. “And I want you to know how much I appreciate it. She’s the most important thing in my life, and it’s clear you care about her the same way.”
“I do,” she agreed. “But I don’t think dipping her toes in the world of modeling is the worst thing. Not if she wants it so badly. But I’ll honor whatever you decide. You’ve done a great job of raising her, Trevor. No matter how much I wish I’d been a part of it, I won’t deny that.”
He studied her for a moment. “I’ll think about the modeling, but not until she’s older.”
“Agreed.”
He flashed her a grin. “We agree on something. I guess that’s progress.”
She also agreed that she liked having his mouth fused to hers, but now wasn’t the time to mention that. Now was the time to be strong.
“Goodnight,” she repeated. “I’ll see you at camp tomorrow.”
