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“When I want something, I go after it. And I want you.”
I leave her by her car with a small, chaste kiss. Tomorrow night, though … if I’m going to kiss her, it’s not going to be on her cheek.
He may be my son’s teacher … but there’s no doubt that Trent Morgan could teach me a thing or two.
I’ve been imagining all sorts of things for over a year but what I wanted to do to that man on top of that little table is downright deviant.
Dating a man you really want to hold on to for more than one night is completely terrifying.
“So, I’m just going to put the obvious out there … if we were to do this thing, really date I mean. I think we’d make a cute little family.”
“Men aren’t scared off by the thought of a family. I know what I want, and I’m not looking for a fling either.”
One small problem, though: there’s nothing about the two of us that I want to do slow.
“Not yet,” I tell her, positioning myself on top of her again. The bed groans and her bottom lip drops open just slightly. “I’m not done with you yet. Spread your legs for me.”