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She drops her forehead onto my shoulder and remains quiet. I stop talking, too, to give her the time she needs and process what I just told her.
“I hate how I took your love for granted.” Her words are a bit muffled from where she’s hiding her face into me. “It never even crossed my mind that things would not go my way once I got here,” she confesses.
I wrap my arms around her body and hug her close, smiling at everything that is her.
“I’ve always thought of you as more outgoing in bed than out of it,” I tell her. When she pushes at my chest, I laugh. “No, hear me out,” I insist. “You’ve always known what you wanted when we were together, but we never spent much quality time out in the real world for me to actuallyknowyou.”
I lean back and bring her head up so that I can see her face.
“I hated that we had to hide before, and I hated even more the way your father found out about us.”
She looks like she is about to cry. “I did, too. I’m so sorry. I…”
“We went about it the wrong way, Lizzie.” I run my thumb softly over her bottom lip. “Let’s not do stupid things again. We are together now. I love you and you love me. I will do everything in my power to help you with whatever you want to do. I believe in you. I believe in us. I need to know that we are on the same page.”
She very delicately, or as much as one can, wipes at her nose before saying anything.
“I feel responsible for you losing your position on the Sliders,” she says. “If it wasn’t for me…”
“No,” I stop her. “We are not going to look back. Had I not transferred to the Aces, I would still be stuck in the third string position, with not much of a chance to move up in the ranks.”
She gives me a sad smile. “I’m really glad that you’re able to put a positive spin on this, Lo.”
“You need to do the same, Lizzie,” I sigh. “If not, this will be a disaster. Let’s make the most of where we are today.”
She falls against me, arms wrapped around my neck. “I love you so much.”
I kiss her on the lips but don’t take it any farther than that. I don’t want her to think that’s the only thing I want from her.
Elizabeth seems to have different ideas when she opens her mouth, effectively inviting me to do the same. Since I’ve never been able to resist her, I lick at her bottom lip before slowly dipping my tongue into her mouth. It is a lazy kiss, with neither one of us in a hurry to rush it, even when she moves her hips against mine.
I get instantly hard, which is a natural reaction to what’s going on, but I am not desperate. I want to enjoy us just doing this for a while. I want both of us to feel secure in each other’s presence and know that we have more than just mind blowing sex.
Most of all, I want her to believe in me as much as I believe in her. I hate the intrusive thoughts she seems to get every so often. They put doubt in her mind, and I fear that they will lead her to leave me just as fast as she crashed into my life.
I want her to trust me that I can make her happy, and that she is the only one for me.
TWENTY
Elizabeth
It’s beenthree weeks since I moved in with Logan. We were both a mess at first, nervous about possibly getting on each other’s nerves, but it hasn’t happened yet. I know it’s still very early days, but I hope that nothing changes for the worse.
On that first day, after he helped me clean up the living room, I took a look at the spare bedroom he offered to me to use as an art studio. It wasn’t big at all, but it did have the right lighting.
“You think it’ll work?” Logan asked as soon as we walked in. “If the master bedroom is better, we can switch,” he rushed to add when I didn’t answer his question quick enough.
I stared at him in shock. “Logan, please, I will die if you switch the bedrooms.”
“I just want to help you.”
Shaking my head at him, I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist. “You’ve been amazing, and I can’t ask any more of you. This is perfect.”
He didn’t believe me right away. “Are you sure?”
“I wouldn’t lie to you.”
That is a promise I intend to keep going forward. Not like I ever lied to him, but guilt still eats at me over how I came back into his life, despite all his reassurances.
