Page 31 of Scottish Seducer
She swirled her wine in her glass and sat back. “We’re still in the get-to-know-you phase, really. So what’s going on?”
Fuck.What was in the back of my mind now required words. I sipped my wine to settle on exactly how I wanted to say this. As I finished, I said, “I’ve never really found someone I want to spend time with long term.”
Her half-smile wasn’t offended. She held her glass to her side and asked, “Why not? I’ve seen pictures. You’re surrounded by gorgeous, fashionably dressed women.”
True. I always had choices, but no one I’d taken seriously. I glanced at her profile. Stephanie was interesting, attractive, and fit into my life. Part of me wished I hadn’t made that bet with Logan as I said, “Those relationships are meaningless and, while seemingly fun, I know I haven’t been taken seriously as a child, or as an adult. I’ve always been the spare, and my brother is in charge of our family…and I’ve rarely wanted to take a woman home. And I already invited you.”
She played with her necklace as she asked, “Do you not want me to go to the Highland Games with you?”
Now or never. If I wanted us to have a future, she needed the truth. I took her wine, placed it on the table, and held her hand. Then I scooted to the edge of my seat and said, “I want that very much, but I have to tell you something.”
She cupped my face and stood, tugging me to join her. “Whatever it is, tell me after.”
My heart beat a little faster as she walked backward into our villa as I asked, “After what?”
Once she passed the threshold, she unbuttoned her shirt and dropped it on the floor while she continued to tug me toward the bedroom. “After you take me to bed.”
“Saucy minx.” I let go of her hand to toss my shirt.
She unbuttoned her pants and let them slip off those sexy thighs of hers as we made it to the bedroom door. “Only with you. Richard said I was cold.”
I let my pants hit the floor as we reached the bed, but I shook my head. “You were with a man who didn’t deserve you, but I’m not him.”
She unhooked her bra and scooted higher on the bed as she said, “I want to be reminded that last night wasn’t just a dream.”
My attention was laser-focused on her breasts, and I caught myself waiting like a schoolboy for her to drop her bra while I slipped out of my boxer briefs.
I remembered then that I had my own insecurities about this relationship, so I looked into her eyes and said, “Tell me you’re not here for my money.”
She flinched and said, “What?”
My cock was growing for her. But first, I needed to hear her answer, so I nodded and said, “Just please tell me.”
She scooted over next to me, completely naked. Last night I’d been raw and ready for her, but now…I needed a minute.
She rested her hand on my shoulder and said, “Wait. I’m not. I’ve never asked you for a dime.”
The sparks that came from her simple touch calmed me like magic. I swallowed and patted her knee. “No, it’s just that I’m starting to think you’re different from…”
She squeezed my arm. “From who?”
The only other time I thought I was serious about a woman, I remember standing in the hall after knocking on her door that was partially closed, but the music was turned way up, and she must not have heard me. The scene replayed like a movie that just happened in my head, and I said, “In college, I briefly dated a girl named Willow.”
She gently massaged my shoulders as she said, “Ahh. And she used you?”
Willow’s high-pitched voice showed not an ounce of shame while I listened to her tell a friend how she intended to secure my inheritance for herself. Ironically, my inheritance was a pittance compared to what I earned for myself later, but I just said, “I overheard her telling her friends she was only dating me for my money.”
She dropped her chin to her chest and said, “Ouch.”
Willow’s betrayal had made it easier to avoid talking about important things to women not related to my business deals.
I traced Stephanie’s leg higher and said, “So I have trouble trusting myself near you.”
She kissed my cheek and said, “But Charlie, that’s the beauty of new…neither one of us knows what happens next. I thought for sure you’d just want one night with me, though that first time was hot.”
I trailed my fingers up to her pussy and pressed against her inner core while I murmured, close to her ear, “I do remember what makes you scream.”
She scooted back and let my arm go when she said, “Come and kiss me. I want to be seduced right now.”
