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And my heart still did that strange quickening thing when she got close to me, the thing that tied my tongue and heated my insides and put troubling questions in my head, like, What would it be like to kiss her? What would she do if I took her hand? Should I tell her I want to be more than friends?
“Want me to buy the app and shut it down?” She gasped. “Oh my God, can you? No, wait. Don’t do that—it’s a really helpful thing for a lot of people and businesses. Just not for me at the moment.”
I was shy and reserved in public but dominant and controlling in the bedroom. Actually, that one I liked.
“Fine. But if I change my mind about the app, would you really buy it and shut it down for me?” “In a heartbeat.”
Actually, give me the fucking lions. I’d take my chances with them.
😅😅😅
So I did what any self-respecting little brother would do—I turned the hose on her and sprayed her down.
She thinks I’m hot was what registered first, and it fired up my insides a little.
But I barely heard any of it, because for the first time, I was actually kissing the girl I’d been wanting to kiss since I was fifteen.
We hung up and I sat there for a moment, unable to help the smile that crept onto my lips. Felicity French sounded fucking awesome.
Being with her almost felt like a memory of something that hadn’t happened yet—maybe a memory of a dream. She was familiar to me, and yet she was a revelation.
“Shhh. From now on, you don’t speak until I ask a question. You don’t move unless I tell you how. You don’t come until I give you permission. Nod if you understand.”
I opened my mouth to apologize and caught myself. He met my eyes in the window reflection. “Good girl. You learn quickly.”
🥵🥵🥵
Every movement was masculine and deliberate, laced with unspoken power. Nothing rushed or frantic. It was as if he was letting me know by his sheer lack of haste how he relished the tease, that the kick wasn’t just in the bad things he wanted to do to me, but in the anticipation of them. In my helplessness to stop him.
I meant what I said, but as the elevator descended, I still felt an ache take root in my chest. It was true—the ring was hers. But it didn’t make her mine.
“I didn’t jump, Hutton.” Her shoulders rose. “I fell.”
That night, when I got ready for bed, I found the small plastic bottle of lotion she’d tucked into my toiletry bag. At first, I thought she’d done it by mistake, but then I noticed she’d written on it—in one of those eyeliner pencils?—using our code. Breathe, it said. You got this.
Allie was right. Felicity was so good for me. Was it possible I could be good enough for her?
“My problem is that I love this woman you’re talking about like she’s a fucking piece of meat. And I can’t think of anything better than having her to myself for the rest of my life. The thought of being with someone else is absurd. The thought of her being with someone else makes me want to put my fist through the wall. The thought of losing her because I’m a fucking idiot is unacceptable.”
Losing Wade, I could handle. Losing Felicity, no fucking way.
Winnie continued to rock back and forth, murmuring to herself. “I can keep a secret. I can keep a secret.” “I’ll give you a billion dollars.” I was only half-kidding.
She reached over to her tape dispenser, ripped off a piece and put it over her mouth.
Bitch I CACKLED 😂😂😂 Winnie really can't keep a secret 😅
“I love you, Felicity. I’ve always loved you. And if you’ll let me, I will love you for the rest of my life.”
“All I want is you,” I whispered. “But I understand your fear. I was scared too. I thought I could ration my feelings the way I usually did.”
“I love you too—everything about you. What you see as flaws and idiosyncrasies are what make you different and special. I’m not perfect either,” I said with a laugh. “I’ll probably always cut my hair when I’m stressed, never walk right in high heels, and continue to blurt random things when I’m nervous.”
“Good.” He leaned forward and kissed me. “Because there’s only one crab for me.”
He laughed. “Yes and no. I’m really Hutton French, but I don’t want to be just your friend anymore.”
“Good. Because I’m wildly in love with you.”
“You don’t ever have to sleep alone again, if you don’t want to.” He took my hand. “I meant what I said last night. I want to love you forever.”
“That’s what I want too.” Scooting closer to him, I rested my head on his shoulder, and he wrapped an arm around me.
“I love you too,” he said as he began to move. “And I don’t care what the odds are. I’d bet on us every time.”
😍😍😍
