Page 110 of Prove Me Wrong
Dimples appearing, my eyes shut as he kisses me and lowers himself onto me.
“I don’t want to leave.”My throat is dry from the amount of moaning I did. I'm wrapped up in Noah's arms beneath the cosy blankets. I never knew how gentle a man could be, but Noah was kind with me and kept my pace the whole time. He never once made me uncomfortable or vulnerable, and I love him for that.
Turning around in the safety of his athletic arms to face him, my cheeks rest against his bicep. He leans down and pecks my forehead. I soak up the feeling, never wanting to leave this room. “I know, but I need to pick up Jade from Jump Start.”
Smiling, my eyes rise to his deep green ones as my hand moves down his carved body, feeling his smooth skin against mine. “I’ll come with you.”
“Are you sure?”
Biting my lip, I nod. “I want to, and I want to see Jade as soon as I can.”
Kissing my forehead again, Noah pushes the covers off and wanders over to his drawers. I watch him in all his sweaty glory. “She missed you a lot. I’m sure she’ll cling to you and completely ignore me when we get there.”
I laugh, getting out of bed to grab my clothes from the bathroom. I go to slip them on when Noah appears behind me in the mirror, a mischievous grin pulling in his mouth. “What?”
“Here,” he murmurs, handing me some fresh briefs before wrapping his arms around my neck, his front pressing against my back.
“I wish you didn’t have to wear anything,” Noah admits quietly.
Snorting a laugh, I watch as my smile broadens into a genuinely happy one in the mirror, which I haven’t seen in years. My lips almost sparkle with delight as I watch his chin dip, lips grazing my throat. “Would you want everyone to see me then?” I ask sardonically.
“Never,” Noah snips before grinning back at me in our reflection. “I’d gouge everyone’s eyes out.”
“You’re vicious,” I laugh.
“I prefer protective,” he counters.
“Overbearing.”
His head tilts a little. “Attentive.”
The corner of my mouth twitches. “Tolerant.”
“Understanding.”
My heart flutters. “Respectful.”
Noah smiles against my jaw. “Loving.”
I bite my lip. “And what am I?” A dark brow arches on my forehead.
“Mine.” His voice is low in my ear.
My cheeks blush as I whisper, “Yours.”
His teeth brush the shell of my ear before he murmurs, “And together, we are going to be late.” He pulls away from me, making me whimper. “As much as I am enjoying this view, we have a little girl to collect, and I hate leaving her there.”
“You’re right,” I chime, my chest blooming at the thought of seeing Jade’s face again. “Let me dress then.” I push him out of the bathroom and close the door.
I hear him laugh on the other side as I pull my clothes back on, splash my face with water, and tie the top half of my hair up to get it out of my face. Walking into the bedroom, Noah is dressed in trackpants and a sweatshirt with his racing team on the front, his golden hair casually tousled as he runs his fingers through it.
Eyes glancing at me, a crease deepens between his brows as he moves past me to the side table, pulling out a packet of multi-coloured hair bows. “I almost forgot these.”
My mouth parts as Noah hands the packet to me. “You bought me these?”
“Yeah.” He rubs the back of his neck. “Nathan and I took Jade to the market on Sunday, and I saw them and thought of you.” His eyes don't meet mine, instead focused on the packet.
Smiling, I cup his cheek, forcing his gaze to mine before kissing him slowly. This man might actually kill me. “I love them,” I murmur when we disconnect.
