Page 43 of Make Her Mine
“Wait.” Stunned, I wondered if I heard him wrong? “You did what?”
“In my dream last night, I told you I loved you and to stop making me chase you.” He hiccupped again. “Youshouldstop making me chase you, Ella. It’s making me nuts.”
Alcohol? Truth serum? Or worse, a liquid that brings lies to life?
“You didn’t get a phone call from someone last night?” Why do I bother asking a drunk man anything at all?
“Nope. Why do you ask?” he stumbled backward, taking the door with him. “Whoa. Where ya going’ Ella?”
“It’s you who’s going, Brandon.” I stepped closer to stabilize him before he fell on his ass. “Here, put your arm around my shoulders, and we’ll get you to bed. You really need to get some sleep.”
“Aw.” He put his arm around me. “You do care about me, don’t you?”
“I can’t just stand here and watch you fall down.” I let him lean on me as we stumbled to his bed. “You still have all your clothes on. If you sit down, I’ll take off your boots. The rest is up to you. You were nice enough to help me out when I drank too much.”
“You’re sweet. I knew you could be.” He plopped down with a thud.
I lifted up his right leg to get the cowboy boot off. “I suppose I can be sweet, when the stars align just right.” The boot was off and then I went to pull the other. “This one’s a bit tight, Brandon.” I turned my back to him, then straddled his leg to get a better grip. I’ve taken off my daddy’s boots hundreds of times the same way. “Now give my butt a push with your other foot, and I’ll have this boot off in a…” I went flying across the room as he’d pushed me a little too hard. “Brandon!”
Somehow, I caught myself before plowing into the wall. When I turned around, he was laying flat on the bed with his legs dangling off the side. His loud snores told me he’d passed out.
Walking back over to him, I heaved his heavy legs up onto the bed, then covered him with a blanket as best I could. As he lay there, mouth slightly open, eyes closed, chest rising and falling with each snore he made, something in my heart stirred.
He wasn’t talking to anyone. He loves me—in his dreams at least.
Reaching out, I ran my fingertips along his swollen jaw, then over the chin where a bruise was beginning to appear.
He cared about me. I cared about him. Maybe it was time to do some growing up and put the fear behind me? Maybe I could stop hiding behind that fear and actually start living life? A life that possibly could include him?
Easing my fingers over his lips, I traced them, wondering how it would feel if those lips pressed against mine. Taking my hand away, I turned to leave the room, chiding myself.What, now you’re something akin to a necrophiliac? Do what you need to become what he deserves.
Looking at him as I closed the door, I turned off the overhead light, then kissed my fingertips and blew across the room to him. “Sweet dreams, Brandon.”
Now to get some kind of a plan.
Chapter Twenty-One
Brandon
Rolling over, I saw her lying there, her dark hair splayed over the blue pillowcase. Right next to me, Ella slept. Moving my hand up her arm, I gently ran it along her soft skin, finding it all bare. Her naked breasts rose and fell with each breath she took.
Ella Finley is in my bed!
Moving my hands over my body, I was naked as well. Whatever happened while I slept was about to happen again while I was awake! Kissing her neck, I caressed her body to wake her up. “Ella, baby?”
She stirred, moaning, “Brandon, go back to sleep, babe.”
“What happened?” I whispered in her ear, then nibbled on it, making her moan.
“You know what happened.” She turned to her side, her blue eyes open. “You told me that you love me.”
Pulling her close to me, our bodies flush, I smiled. “Oh, yeah. Now I remember.” My lips took hers with a gentle kiss. “I do love you.”
“And I love you, Brandon Gentry.” Her hands moved up to wrap around my neck, then she tugged me to get on top of her. “Come on back up here and show me what it feels like to be loved by you.”
My cock sprang to life as I scooted on top of her. “You want more, huh?”
“I can’t seem to get enough of you.” Her eyes sparkled as I eased into her. “What you do to me doesn’t seem real.”
