Page 95 of Bourbon Kingdom
“Okay,” Diego replied skeptically.
Not wanting to get into a debate about where I stood with Goldie, I smiled at Diego and asked, “Are we good, man?”
“We’re good,” Diego replied easily.
“Thanks,” I said sincerely before shaking his hand one last time and heading back down the hallway. “Glad I could make up with my honorary Jett Girl.”
Diego flipped me off and called out, “Don’t fuck it up this time, Colby.”
Little did he know, I had no intention of ever letting Goldie out of my life. She would soon be a permanent fixture in it, if I had any say in it.
I quickly walked back down the long hallway and up the short staircase to Goldie’s room. With excitement building up in the pit of my stomach, I lightly tapped on Goldie’s door to let her know I was coming in, and then opened the door.
The soft glow from the light on her nightstand greeted me as I walked in her room and saw her sitting cross-legged on the bed, wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top that clung to her every curve. Her hair was tied up in a high bun on the top of her head and her face was free of all make up. She looked absolutely beautiful.
“Don’t look at me like that,” she said, pointing her finger at me.
I shut the door and walked toward her, reminding myself to keep my hands from getting too frisky with her.
“Like what?”
“You know, like you’re thinking about all the different ways you can bend me over and fuck me till morning.”
“Actually, I was thinking about how beautiful you are, but now I’m thinking about what you said,” I said casually, as I started to untuck my shirt from my pants and unbutton it.
“Hey now,” she said, while backing up on her bed. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“You don’t expect me to sleep in my street clothes, do you?”
“You don’t expect to sleep naked, do you?” she countered.
“No, just in my boxer briefs.” I undid the last button of my shirt and let it fly open as I started to undo my belt. She ate me up with her eyes in a matter of seconds, making this night that much harder on me.
“Can’t you borrow pajamas from Diego or Blane?” she asked while she gulped.
“I’m a grown man, Goldie. I’m not about to ask Blane and Diego if I could borrow pajamas, something they probably don’t possess anyway. You lost the bet, now you have to deal with the consequences, and honestly, I think you’re getting the better end of the deal.”
“Is that right?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest. “And how is that?”
I took off my pants and shirt and folded them as I spoke to her. “You’ll see. May I use your bathroom?”
Confused, she nodded her head as I went to the bathroom to quickly brush my teeth with my finger, of course, anything is better than nothing. Once I was ready for bed, I turned off the bathroom light and walked toward her. She was leaning against her wall while sitting on her bed waiting for me. I was one lucky son of a bitch who she’d stuck through everything with. I still had a way to go, but she was here, and that was all that mattered.
I rounded her bed and casually slipped under the sheets. Holding them up for her to crawl in, I said, “Why don’t you join me, little one?”
“I don’t trust that you’re not going to get all handsy with me.”
“You have my word; I just want to hold you, nothing more.”
“When have you ever wanted to just hold me?” she asked, as she crawled up the bed and under the covers with me. She rested her head next to mine on her pillow and curled up into a ball while staring me in the eyes.
Sincerely, I moved a stray wisp of hair out of her face and let my fingers caress her soft cheek as I said, “Since the minute you walked into my life; I’ve just been too damn afraid to admit it.”
Carefully, I placed my hand on her hip and pulled her in a little closer, forcing her to unfold her legs and stretch them out so she couldn’t use them as a barrier between us. The quick intake of air from her made me realize she wasn’t quite expecting my intimate touch, but she wasn’t protesting either.
“Is this okay?” I asked, making sure she was comfortable.
“I guess so,” she responded, studying me. “Do you really mean the things you say? Or are you just trying to win me back so you can go all dominant on me again?”
