Page 50 of Reckless With the Rookie
“What if we get to know each other better tonight?”I say.“And then we can talk in the morning and see if we both still feel like we do right now.”
Hope shines in his eyes, the corners of his lips quirking in a slight smile.
“Yes,” he says.“Let’s do that.”
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Magnus
I can’t believe we made it to the elevator without me kissing her.Dinner was a slow, sweet torture.We talked about things we’ve been afraid to approach before.
She’d be happy with more kids if it happened.She wants to work as a nurse even if we’re financially secure and she doesn’t have to work.If we’ve been together for a long time, she’s open to relocating, though she’d prefer not to uproot the boys if possible.
My mom and Elin would love her.She’s down to earth like they both are.She cares, not just about the people she knows and loves, but about people she’s never even met.She thinks Sweden takes the right approach to healthcare, work-life balance, and protecting the environment.
We passed on dessert, and I paid our check in cash so we could leave as soon as it came.It was both the longest and shortest dinner of my life at the same time.
Now we’re back at the Grand Madison, where we picked up the overnight bag Jules left for Blair at the front desk.She unzips it in the elevator and peeks inside, stifling a laugh.
We’re in the back of the elevator and there are two people in front of us, so she discreetly opens the bag enough for me to see what’s inside.
I bust out laughing over what’s on top.There are at least thirty condoms.
She zips the bag back up, the elevator doors opening on our floor.When we reach my room, I scan the key card to open it and hold the door open for her.
“I’ll give you a tour,” I say once we’re both inside.“This is the bed, and that’s the bathroom.”
She looks around the space.There’s a king-size bed, a small sofa, a table with two chairs, and a TV on a credenza.The view is nothing special, just downtown Cleveland.
The Madison’s not a shithole by any means, but it’s not the Four Seasons, either.One of my large bags sits on the table and the other is on the floor.
“I haven’t been with anyone in a long time.”She tucks her hair behind her ear, looking self-conscious.
I move closer to her, putting a hand on her waist and using my other one to tip her chin up so our eyes meet.“Neither have I.And I’ve never had ...this.”
She leans closer to me, and I bend slightly and kiss her softly.She puts a hand around my neck and the other on my upper arm, her touch igniting something inside me.
I deepen the kiss, moving my hand from her waist to her lower back.This warm sense of elation is foreign to me.There’s no doubt or struggle here—it just feels incredible and right.I want more.
Her soft curves press against me and I slide my hand beneath her sweater to the bare skin at the small of her back.When she gasps, I pull back slightly.
“Did you want to go slower?I don’t want to bypass making out if it’s important to you.”
She laughs.“How are you real?I just can’t with how sweet you are.I’m good skipping the hickeys and dry humping.”
“Thank fuck.”
I take her waist, easing her into a sitting position at the foot of the bed.Then I get on my knees in front of her.
“These pants are criminal.”I unzip the side of one of her booties, taking her foot in my hand and sliding it off.“I got hard just watching you walk to and from the bathroom.”
“Oh, you like these?”She cups my face in her hands.
“With you in them, yeah.Your body is incredible.”
She arches her brows.“Don’t put me on a tall pedestal.I’ve had two kids.”
I can’t believe she has any uncertainty about her beauty.After taking off her other shoe, I tell her to move back on the bed, and I straddle her, unfastening her pants.She exhales softly as I move, pushing her sweater up so I can kiss her soft stomach and the thin waistband of her underwear.
