Page 66 of SEAL's Spitfire
“Umm, you, me, it’s been kind of a whirlwind thing. It was hard for me to accept it, I’m too cynical. My whole world is about facts. At least, it was until we met. Then you blew that out of the water.”
Rafe pulled the car over to the curb. No way was he going to wait until he got her to the apartment to discuss this. “Does that mean you’ve changed your mind about us?
“No, not only no, but fuck no. Do you think I would have been so excited to see you, or even gotten in the car with you if I had? I just want you to understand that this is a huge leap for me. But I don’t want to take back even one moment, even if there were times, I asked myself ‘what the fuck’.”
“This isn’t exactly where I wanted to have this conversation, but we’re all about adapt and improvise.” He took her hand and turned it palm up then kissed it. “Meghan, you are it for me. I knew it almost as soon as I looked into your eyes. I will never want anyone else. I was resigned to never finding the right woman, and then there you were.”
Tears glistened in her eyes. “I feel the same way. I can’t imagine my life without you. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I will be thankful for the rest of my life that we were stuck in that airport.”
Gently he pulled her close and kissed her with all the pent up emotions he’d held back for so long. Sweeping her mouth with his tongue, learning her taste, her feel. Her low moan reminded him where they were, and he pulled back.
“I’m sorry. I need to get you home where I can erase any residual doubts you might have. I’ve been dreaming about this for weeks.”
The worry he’d been holding onto floated away like a feather in the breeze. They were so alike and so different at the same time. But he was no longer concerned that her feelings for him weren’t real. What he’d told her was true, she was everything he’d ever wanted and so much more. He couldn’t wait to get her alone so he could show her.
“How much further?”
“Not long. I hope you like it.”
“I will.”
“How can you know that?”
“Because you live there. It’s all that’s important.”
“I’m going to have to watch out for those words of yours. I keep forgetting you’re a writer.”
Meghan laughed. “You don’t have to worry. Besides, I’m not sure I’m going back to the paper. I’m trying to decide what to do with my future.”
“I figured they’d give you a promotion after all you’d been through.”
“They offered to let me go on assignments and cover hard news instead of the society page. But I’m not sure that’s what I want anymore.”
From the tone of her voice, he knew there was more going on. But again, the car wasn’t the place to talk about it. They had at least a week together, if he was lucky, and maybe he’d be able to stretch it to two. They’d have time to talk about all the little things they needed to. Just not tonight. Tonight, he had other plans.
Chapter 20
After following Rafe into his apartment, Meghan was impressed and more than a little surprised. She’d imagined a bachelor pad, with a huge TV, maybe one or two chairs, and nothing on the walls. But it was the complete opposite, except for the huge TV. But if it hadn’t been there, she’d have been worried, as in ‘where is the real Rafe and what did they do with him’ worried.
“Nice place and not at all what I expected.”
“I’m glad you like it. But I’ll be honest, I kind of gave it an overhaul after you agreed to come.”
“You mean it wasn’t always like this?” she asked with a smile. It made more sense now.
“Not exactly. Let me show you around. The kitchen is through here,” he said as he showed her the kitchen area with a breakfast nook.
“Perfect for morning coffee.”
“Exactly. Although I usually have mine as I’m running out the door.” Meghan’s heart skipped a beat when he took her hand and lead her down the hallway. “This is the main bathroom, and closest to the second bedroom. That’s in here.” He stopped and looked at her as he opened the door. It was the first time she could remember him looking at all unsure of himself.
“You’re welcome to sleep in here, but I’d rather you sleep with me.” His eyes were so intensely focused on her she thought he’d be able to see right into her brain.
“I’d rather I sleep with you too.” As soon as the words left her lips, her world tilted. He picked her up and carried her down the hall to the last door like he was afraid she would change her mind.
“Whoa, big guy. Put me down. I am more than capable of moving on my own.”
“I know, but I love carrying you. Besides, it’s faster this way.”
