Page 111 of Yours To Take
Within a week of landing in Dixon, we’ve been going nonstop. Locations, casting, you name it. I wanted to do it all here so I wouldn’t have to be apart from Gemma. Time with her has been limited, so I take every minute I can get.
“You’ll still get Sunday off, right?” Gemma wiggles in closer to my side.
“Just you and me.”
It’s the one promise we made to each other. With Gemma taking on more work now, and a grueling schedule of filming ahead, we wanted to make time for each other. A day with no interruptions. Just the two of us.
“Think we can get Buttercup and Old Man River away for a few hours for a ride? Do some fishing?” I ask.
Gemma bursts out laughing, her body vibrating next to mine.
“Am I going to have to take you fishing on horseback to prove you can’t do it?”
“Maybe I can write it into our show and it’ll be research to show what not to do.”
“That’s why you want to do it?” Gemma’s hand comes down on my chest. It sends heat pulsing through me.
“If it gets you to do it? Yes.”
“Only if you teach me how to surf.”
“We’ll only be in LA for a weekend, Gem. I don’t think there will be enough time.”
“Then you can kiss horse-fishing goodbye.”
I laugh. “Is that what we’re going to call it now?”
“Does it sound as dumb as you make it out to be?”
“Ouch. Way to crush a man’s spirit.”
Setting down her wine, Gemma slides over my lap, a leg on each side. “I’m sorry, cowboy. Do you need me to kiss it and make it better?”
“Yes,” I pout, not in the least bit upset with Gemma.
“Where do I need to kiss?”
“Here.” I tap my cheek. Gemma’s lips are warm as she presses them there.
They move to my other cheek. Her mouth covers my face in warm kisses before finally landing where I really want them.
Gemma’s brown eyes soften as she kisses me. It’s unhurried. Languid. Like every time she wants to learn something new about me from kissing me.
I’ll never get tired of her. This woman keeps me on my toes every day. It’s never boring with her. She rocks over me, my dick already straining to be inside her.
Fuck. I’m greedy for her in every way.
I love that I have all of her firsts. That she’ll have all of my lasts. The last thing I ever expected when I came to Dixon to get away was to find love.
That’s exactly what I found with Gemma.
More than a story.
More than securing my future as a writer.
Gemma. The person I want to spend every minute with.
“Mmm. I like you making fun of me if it ends like this.”
