it either, but it is like it has taken over my whole life, I can’t think of anything other than you,” I said unexpectedly.
He leans over and gets right next to me. “I never said you were.”
I interrupt his attempt to kiss me again and put my fingertips on his lips. “So, what are we going to do? ” I ask keeping my fingers firmly on his lips.
“The first thing you are gonna do , sweetheart, is remove your fingers from my lips. I’m only human and you’re making me very tempted right now , ” h e says as he nibbles my fingers.
I pull them away and blush. He brushes my cheek with his hand and it lingers there for a minute before he grabs a strand of my hair and softly, very softly , plays with the lock until he gets all the way down to the end of it. The whole time he never took his eyes from mine . It felt more intimate that anything I’ve ever felt before, like he could see inside me.
“I love your hair, it’s so long and soft , ” he whispers in that spot right below my ear.
“Thank you, but explain to me how me putting my fingers on your mouth is tempting you.”
“Because, when I’m around you, all I want to do is touch you and kiss every square inch of you , but when you touch me? It puts a whole new spin on it because then I start thinking you want the same thing.” I smile as I realize I have more power with him that I originally thought. He notices my smile and apparently read my mind. “Don’t tease me sweetheart, it only proposes a challenge for me and you should know , I never back down from a challenge , ” h e says teasing me. “ Teasing isn’t very nice and you are way too sweet to be mean . ” H e winks at me.
I laugh at that, “Why do you call me sweetheart?” I realize after I asked the question that I sounded like a little kid when I said it .
“ Because , it suits you. You are sweet, beautiful, caring, everything I could dream of. Here lately, all I can think of is putting that beautiful smile on your face. I knew from the moment I first saw you, you were a sweetheart, and I wanted you to be my sweetheart.”
“I’m so sorry you got arrested last night.”
“Millie, don’t worry about it, it’s cool. It was worth it because that dumbass deserved it. I’m good, I promise , ” h e says as he takes my hand. I love that he is always touching me. It’s not really sexual, it’s just like he can’t be around me and not touch me.
“It’s not cool , Cash. I’m upset about this. If I wouldn’t have been drinking , none of this would have ever happened.”
“I’ll admit that I don’t like it when people drink or do drugs and that’s for personal reasons, but what that dumbas ---sorry, douche bag (he cocks and eyebrow as if to say was that better, I nod and he keeps going) what he was trying to do pissed me off. Sorry, I don’t like it when people take advantage of other’s weaknesses. I’ll admit that it made me mad as hell that he was touching you.”
“I understand everything you said, I just feel so bad for the way everything happened.”
“Don’t. I think it’s a good thing , ” h e says and winks at me and gives me that sideways smile that makes me melt inside.
“What?” I ask. “How in the heck was getting into a fight and getting arrested a good thing?”
He puts his hand around the back of my neck and pulls me into him . “Because, you being you, you felt the need to come to my house and make sure I was ok ay , therefore, I get to do this.” He pulled me into him and kissed me.
It feels so good being in his arms and I really feel like I could stay there forever. I realize that I have been here for over an hour. I pull away and our