Page 66 of Imperfect Match (Imperfect Match 1)
I’m not going to let him think he calls all the shots. A woman has to keep her wits about her and all.
“I could tie you up again.”
Warmth floods my core as I remember just how hot that night was. I’ve never considered myself very adventurous in the bedroom, but there was something about being with him that made me open to it. I knew I could trust him. He would never hurt me, make me feel unworthy, or lie to me. For a control freak, it was sort of liberating to give him that power for just a bit.
“I might like that.”
Reid’s lips brush against mine. “I know I would like it.”
“I bet you would. Kiss me,” I tell him.
“Yes, ma’am.”
His lips press against mine and I groan. How is it that we just had each other earlier this morning and I’m already desperate for him now? It’s like this man is turning me into a sex fiend. His kisses give me air. His touc
h gives me life. His heart gives me hope. I want everything that he’s willing to share because it’s Reid.
All of him.
I want the good, the bad, and the ugly with him.
His hands fist in my hair, holding my lips to his as he kisses me deeper. I don’t care that we’re in the elevator and the doors could open at any minute. All that exists in this world is us.
Much too soon for my liking, we reach our floor and he pulls back. But as soon as we step into the hallway, he drops the bags and takes my face in his hands. His forehead rests on mine. “I don’t know how I ever lived without you like this, Wills.”
I touch my hand to his cheek. My heart is pounding in my chest because it’s not what we didn’t have before, but what losing this could do to me going forward. I hear my mother’s advice to her clients in my head like a soundtrack, each piece of wisdom conflicting with the next.
Don’t rush things, let them happen.
You can’t love too hard, there’s no such thing.
Stop trying to control the heart, it doesn’t listen.
Fight for what you want because it won’t be yours if you don’t.
Don’t fall in love with the potential.
Just because a person is right or perfect for you, you may not be the right one for them.
Speak the truth and it shall become real.
Our eyes are locked on each other and the last one of my mom’s mantras gives me the strength to tell him what’s in my heart. “I don’t ever want to know what it’s like to live without you like this again. I love you and I don’t ever want to lose you.”
Reid’s fingers interlace with mine, bringing my hand down. “You won’t. Somehow, I’ll be a better man for you, Wills. Just give me time ... and a lot of patience.”
Patience, I can do. It’s the time part that worries me.
Nineteen
Willow
“What are you doing tonight? Wait, don’t even answer that because I have a feeling I know exactly who and what you’re doing,” Aspen says as she flops into the chair in my office.
“Reid mentioned dinner, but I’m not sure.”
“Is he going to cook for you again?”
I sigh heavily, recalling the accidentally blackened chicken and mushy, overcooked pasta he’d made the other night. “Let’s hope not. I’ve changed my mind about him learning to cook.”
