Page 23 of Only Yours
“And here I thought you might not be happy to see me,” he says in an awed voice.
My stomach plunges at his words. I shouldn’t be so happy to see him. I shouldn’t be hugging him like this. There are a million people inside, relatives willing to feed on any gossip thrown their way like vultures pecking away at a dead carcass. I’m not ready to share Brian, and I’m certainly not ready for him to meet my mother.
I pull back. “What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t going to make it in until next week. And I thought you were going to see your mom first thing.” He takes my hands in his and I feel the warmth of his roughened palms against mine. I can’t believe he’s really here.
A boyish grin lifts the sides of his lips and gives me a glimpse of the dimples I’ve dreamed of for months. “I got leave early and decided to come here right from the airport.” He shuffles his feet and for the first time looks embarrassed. “I was more than a little excited to see you, so Sophie suggested I come see you first. I’ve been trying to reach you today so I could let you know I was coming, but…”
I smack my forehead, “I didn’t have my phone with me! I’m so sorry.” I gesture back towards the house. “We have all these people into town for Diwali and I left it in my room. It’s been crazy here today. I didn’t even think about checking it.”
He chuckles. “It’s okay. I’m sorry I just showed up though. I didn’t mean to interrupt anything.”
He reaches out to caress the side of my face and I lean into his palm. “No, it’s fine.” It’s really not, but how can I possibly tellhim that? “I’m happy to see you, very happy.” That part is the truth.
He tugs me close again and I’m caught under the spell of those mystical blue eyes again. “Maybe this isn’t the most appropriate thing, Reina, but it’s all I’ve been dreaming about for months. And you’re absolutely stunning in your sari. I really have to kiss you.”
I glance up shyly from beneath my lashes. “It’s what I’ve been dreaming of for months, too,” I murmur.
His mouth lifts up in the corner with the sexiest smirk I’ve ever seen. “Perhaps we should go ahead and make it a reality then.”
He starts by kissing the corner of my mouth. “I had so many dreams of your lips beneath mine, my Reina.” He kisses my cheek next, and I feel the tingle of the skin-to-skin contact all the way to my toes. “I dreamed of how soft your skin would be,” he murmurs and kisses my forehead, “and how sweet you would taste.” He kisses my other cheek and I moan.
“Can we get to the full-on kissing part already? Isn’t four months enough foreplay?” I groan.
He lets out a full-bellied laugh. “God, I’ve missed your sass.”
I grab a handful of his shirt. “Get to the kissing, mister, before I combust, or I’ll show you sass.”
His hands stroke down my back and I shiver. “What will you do if I decide to keep taking my time?”
I reach up and tug on his lower lip. “I’ll have to take what’s mine then. I’ll have to claim my kiss.”
He grabs my butt and I feel him everywhere again. His cock pressed to my stomach, his chest against my hard nipples I’ve suddenly become aware of, and I groan. His eyes are no longer a clear blue, but now they’re a dark hue tainted with need and desire. “Claim your kiss, Princess Reina.”
So, I do. I grasp the back of his neck and pull him down. When his lips meet mine, something inside me snaps. This is what I’ve been missing for months, this feeling of being with the person I love. His tongue slips between my lips, and we duel, always fighting for dominance. He plunders my mouth and I give back as good as I get. It’s just as hot as the kiss in front of my dorm, if not hotter. I love the way this man feels. I love the way he makes me tingle all the way to my toes.
He squeezes my butt cheeks and I moan. Shit, I’m wet and horny just from his touch and this simple kiss. Only this kiss could never be called simple. It’s an act of war.
“Um, Reina? Granddaughter?” I hear my Nani’s throat clearing from a distance but concentrate on the pull of Brian’s kiss.Don’t pull me away yet.
“Reina Anderson! Earth to Reina!” This time my eyes finally pop open, and I pull slowly away from Brian.
“What, Nani?” I ask, still gazing up at Brian’s full lips and wishing I could kiss him again.
“I’m sorry to interrupt, beautiful granddaughter,” she says in a slightly amused tone, “but there are people inside that are asking where you went, “namely your mother. You know, the woman who birthed you, and you like to make angry every chance you get. She noticed you left, and she is not a happy woman.”
I rub my forehead. “Shit, I forgot where I was for a minute. Yeah, I’ll be right there Nani. I promise.”
“I think that would be a good idea, not that I don’t understand your need to, um…” she pauses, “reunite with your friend. I will remind you of one thing, my dear. Diwali also celebrates the overcoming of ignorance with knowledge. Perhaps it is time some truths came to light.”
I lean forward and bury my head in Brian’s shoulder. “Yes, Nani.”
I hear the door shut and then we’re alone once more. I pull back from Brian, a little afraid to look up into his face. Hopefully, he didn’t read any meaning into what Nani said.
His forehead is wrinkled in confusion. “What did she mean about knowledge and ignorance?” he asks.
I open my mouth and then close it. I should explain all of this to him. Explain that my mother is not going to be the normal kind of hard on a guy. She’s not just going to interrogate him. She’s going to annihilate him.
“Reina, where the hell have you been? And who is this person?” my mother’s enraged voice hits me with the force of a hurricane.
