I hopped into bed. “Justyou.”
He climbed in after me, pulling me into his strong tattooed arms. “So, I think tonight was a success.” He kissed the top ofmyhead.
“I couldn’t agree withyoumore.”
* * *
Thunder rolledoutside the window as I wrapped the blanket a little tighter around me. I rolled over to find that Will wasn’t in bed next to me so I sat up, looking around the master bedroom. As I yawned and rubbed my eyes, he came back intotheroom.
“Good morning, beautiful.” He smiled, looking drop-dead gorgeous standing in his doorway wearing nothing butboxers.
“Morning,” Icooed.
“Let’s have our coffee out on the balcony.” Crosby scooped me up into his arms and carried me through his large apartment, not setting me down until he was outside next to two cushion-coveredchairs.
I took a deep breath in. “I love thatsmell.”
“Petrichor,” he stated before walking back in to grab two steaming mugs filled with hazelnutgoodness.
“What’s that?” I questioned as he took the seat nexttome.
He patted his lap and I happily climbed into his embrace. Pulling me to his chest, he whispered into my ear. “Petrichor is the distinct scent of rain in the air—or, to be more precise, it’s the name of an oil that’s released from the earth into the air before rain beginstofall.”
“Fuck, I love when you talk nerdy to me. Do it again.” I nuzzled the nape of his neck before he kissed myforehead.
“Ummm let’s see.” He tapped his foot for a second while racking his brain for another fun fact. “Do you know where we get the termin anutshell?”
I shook my head. “Dotell.”
“The ancient Roman encyclopaedist Pliny the Elder claimed that a copy of Homer’sThe Iliadexisted that was small enough to fit inside a walnut shell. Almost two thousand years later, the Bishop of Avranches tested Pliny’s theory by writing out the entire thing in tiny handwriting on a walnut-sized piece of paper and lo and behold, he was able todoit.”
“You’re killing me! Where do you get thisstuff?”
He pulled me closer to him. “I told you babe, I readalot.”
“You’re perfect,” Iwhispered.
“I’ve honestly always had a crush on you. I just want you to know that I will always give you my respect and will cater to your needs and wants. You don’t deserve anything less,princess.”
“Princess—I could get used tohearingthat.”
“And I could get used tosayingit.”
As we sat there, wrapped up in each other’s arms, I felt so much. I was scared, nervous, excited, lustful, eager – all rolled into me being the happiest I had been in as long as I could remember. The best part was, it was only thebeginning.
Chapter11
Jordan
“Ineed every last damn detail.”Myla was sitting across from me in our favorite café, a weekly ritual we rarely missed. Over the years, Myla and I had gotten incredibly close, and I was so thankful Gavin had found such an awesome chick tomarry.
I could feel my cheeks blazing as I tried to fight the smile that was taking over my face while I answered her. “I hate myself for letting so many years pass without knowing how perfect we are for eachother.”
She gushed. “This is the fuckingbestever.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty damn great,” I agreed, taking another sip of my green tea latte. “The entire night wasperfect.”
“How was therestaurant?”