Page 69 of Wilde Abandon
He closed the door as she walked away, then turned to find Melody studying him.“What was that about?”
“Nothing.”
She eyed him.“She mentioned something about secrets.”
“I don’t know what’s gotten into her lately.She never used to act like this.”
“She doesn’t like that you’re with me.”
He held up the plate.“She brought us cupcakes.”
One eyebrow shot up.“Us?I don’t think so.”Her hair cascaded past her shoulders in waves.She wore black jeans and a flowing red top.The bandage that she’d had on her head was gone, since she’d just showered, but she’d wrapped her finger and hand.He bet her thigh and calf were also wrapped beneath the jeans.
“You’re so beautiful.”They’d made a quick trip over to her place a little while ago to pick up some clothes and toiletries for her to leave here.He’d like to pack up her whole place and move it.But he was trying to be patient.
Amy’s words still rang in his head.
Would Melody like Boston?The people in his life?Would she feel accepted and at home there with him?
Melody moved closer.“You’re gorgeous.And I’m starving.Are you ready to go?Or would you prefer to be with Amy tonight?”She looked dead serious about that question.
“No.”He shook his head and set the plate of cupcakes on the counter before turning back to her, his anger rising.“Hell no.And you should know that the only woman I want, the only one I think about, dream about, obsess over, is you.I’m not blind.I see that she’s got a thing for me.But I haven’t encouraged it.I don’t even pay that much attention to it.Because I am only ever thinking about you.You are the only woman I see.”
Her shoulders sagged, and her face fell into remorse.“I’m being a bitch.I’m sorry.”
“Don’t say that.You have every right to be upset that another woman showed up at my door with a gift.”
She eyed him.“A gift you accepted.”
Fuck.He had.“I’m sorry.I thought it was just a nice gesture until she started talking about you.”
Everything about her tensed.“What about me?”
“She thinks that you won’t fit in with the elite in Boston.”
Her head tilted to the side.“Do you think that?”
“I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks but you.I think you’re perfect.”
“Hardly.”
“For me, to me, you are perfect.So forget about Amy and let’s go to dinner.”He glanced toward the bedroom, her in those tight jeans, her breasts swelling at the V in her blouse.“Or I can take you to bed and spend the rest of the night worshipping you until you truly understand how much I want you.”
One hand went to her thigh, the other she raised and slid her fingers along the hem of her blouse from her shoulder down to her sexy cleavage.“Can we do both?”
Double fuck.He got hard just looking at her posed like that.“I’ll give you anything you want.”
She smiled, looking at him from beneath her lashes, all sultry and sexy.“You.Always you.”
He closed the distance between them, cupped her beautiful face, and kissed her soft, lush lips.She smelled like raspberries.Her scent drew him in and wrapped around him.
She put her hand on his chest and nudged him back, breaking the kiss.“First dinner.Then you can have me.I’m starving.”
That was a good sign she was truly feeling better.
He took her hand and led her to the door.“Still up for that American bistro that just opened up?”
“Yes.I’ve been wanting to try it for weeks.I just never have the time.And they’re open and closed the same time as the bar, so I’m glad I got tonight off to spend it with you and try someplace new.”