"I know."
"No more of this waiting nonsense?"
"No. My heart is yours."
He was smiling down at me. "I'm divorced!" He picked me up and twirled me around.
I laughed as he set me back down on my feet. I rubbed my palm against the scruff on his cheek. "You're all mine."
"All yours, Miss Taylor." He turned his head and kissed my palm.
Addiction - Chapter 19
Tuesday
"I think you might still be addicted to sex." Our wet clothes were in a heap on the floor and our naked bodies were intertwined on his bed.
He laughed and kissed the top of my head. "Maybe it's just because I like using it as a weapon with you?"
"I'm sorry."
"No, you're right. You're...frustrating. Sex is the only way I can seem to control you."
"Control me?" I rolled onto my side and perched my head up on my hand. "Hmm. I could control you in bed."
"No, you couldn't. I'm stronger than you."
"I could tie you down."
"Good luck trying. It'll end up being you tied to my bed. Which doesn't sound bad at all."
"Maybe later. James, did you really blackmail her?" I thought about the phone call I had overheard the other night. He was asking someone for photos and didn't want there to be a cyber footprint.
He sighed and rolled over to face me. "That wasn't much of a segue." He stared at me for a minute. "It's the last thing I could think of to do. I know it was stupid. I wanted to be with you. I didn't want her to control my life anymore. You said you wanted to wait and I had no intention of waiting."
"I like that you're bad."
He laughed. "You do?"
"I've spent my whole life being good. It's fun being bad for a change."
"What, do you think dating a bad boy automatically makes you a bad ass?"
I laughed. "Absolutely...Professor Hunter."
"Touché."
"I don't care if people think this is wrong."
He tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "We should probably talk about that."
"Isabella's threat? You think she'll really reveal our relationship?"
"I think it would be best if we go to the dean in the morning."
"But..."
"It's better if he hears it from us."