Page 50 of Reckless Abandon

“My house or your house?” I asked her.

“It doesn’t matter. Home is where you are,” Ryann beamed as she held on to me tighter.

The next morning, I awoke to that damn dog licking my toes again. Ryann was already outside drinking her morning coffee on the patio, reading something on her Kindle again. Those book boyfriends set some pretty high expectations for guys.

Walking up behind her, I kissed the top of her head. “Good morning, beautiful.”

“Mmmm…good morning, handsome,” she moaned back. “Coffee’s on the counter.”

“Last night was hella crazy, huh?” Ryann asked as I sat down on at the patio table with her.

“Yeah, just a little,” narrowing my eyes at my hated word.

“Wanna talk about it?” she asked me.

“Ryann, do you really want to work at The Cave full time?”

“Of course not, Nathan, but what other choice do I have?”

“Move in with me,” I boldly stated.

“What?” she asked, shocked by the question.

I grabbed Ryann’s hand and pulled her into my lap. “Butterfly, you are mine. I want you to be my girlfriend until you're ready to be my wife. I don’t want to share you with other guys at the club anymore. I know you're an independent woman, but let me take care of you until you all of this is figured out. Do this for me, please,” I was almost begging her.

“Yes,” was the only word she said and the only word I needed to hear. I cupped Ryann’s face in my hands and kissed those pouty lips that had been calling my name all morning.

“If you could do anything in this world, what would you want to do?” I asked her.

“Honestly, be a mother, Nathan.”

“Then let’s make that happen.”