“And when would you like to do this?” I ask, knowing we have work every night except on Sundays.
“Tonight. I want you to call in sick, and I don’t have to answer to anyone. What do you say? Will you do a little ghost hunting with me tonight?” His smile is bright, and I can’t recall ever seeing him with this expression on his face. He’s excited, that’s for sure.
With a nod, I answer. “I’ll go with you.”
He lets out a sigh and I can feel his body fill with relief, and I laugh as he hugs me. “Thank you, Bell. You have no idea how much I need you. No idea at all.”
“And you must have no idea how much I need you,” I let him know. “I love you, Grant Jamison. With everything in me, I love you.”
Pulling back, he gives me a wink. “And soon, I will deserve that love. I will not utter the words to you until I am the man who’s best for you.”
“Well, that’s better than what you usually say to me about love. I’ll take it.” With a laugh, I get off his lap and take his hand, making him get up. “Now, on to the makeup sex. I’ve missed your strong hands on my body these past three days.”
“And they’ve missed being on you too.” He chuckles as he picks me up in his strong arms and carries me away to his bedroom.
Laying my head on his shoulder, I have to wonder if I’m selling myself short.
Should I be demanding more from him?