Page 166 of One Night Only
I lift my head to find him smiling at me.
“You’re really keen on breaking in this mattress, aren’t you?”
“We could break in the shower if you prefer.”
“The shower’s not big enough for the both of us.”
“I’ll just watch you then,” he says and I laugh as he rolls, pinning me beneath him. A brief kiss and then he backs away, getting to his feet. At first, I think he’s getting the champagne but instead, he stands at the edge of the bed and grabs my legs pulling me toward the edge of the mattress.
“You’re very dusty,” he frowns, brushing the knee of my jeans. “Maybe weshouldbreak in the shower.”
“My grand plan all along.”
He switches his attention to the other leg, his face creased in concentration as he brushes the dirt off that one too. For a few seconds, I simply watch him and for the hundredth time since we started officially dating, I thank my lucky stars that I found him. That I chose him. And that he chose me.
“Yes.”
He pulls off one of my sneakers, distracted. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, one day we can talk about it.”
His eyes shoot to mine as he dumps the shoe behind him. “Talk?” he asks, painfully casual as he starts on the other one.
“Talk,” I confirm. “No surprises. Andnothingpublic,” I add, panicking at the thought. “And—”
“We’ll talk.”
He lowers my legs to the floor and slides his hand under my T-shirt, fingers splaying across my stomach as they move up and up and up.
“I love you,” he says. “And I would love to talk one day. But for now…” And he brings his face to mine, capturing my smile with a kiss.
