I turn around and meet his gaze. “I want to make you feel good too.”
But he shakes his head. “This wasyourfantasy. We’ll have plenty of time for mine.”
I stifle a yawn. “Will you stay with me tonight?”
“Of course.”
I watch as he strips out of his uniform, heat reigniting in my core all over again at the sight of his sculpted body.
He smirks as he slips into bed beside me in nothing but his black boxer briefs. “Keep looking at me like that, and you’ll have another scene to add to your book.”
I give him a sleepy grin. “I can’t help it when you look like that.”
“Are you really writing your book about… us? About me?”
I nod and snuggle against him. “You’re the ultimate book boyfriend.”
He wraps his arms around me. “And what about a real-life boyfriend?”
I crane my neck to look into his eyes, questioning him with my gaze.
“I’d like to be your boyfriend.”
Affection warms my chest. “I’d like you to be my boyfriend too.”
“Good.” He presses a chaste kiss to my lips. “Sweet dreams, my phoenix.”
“Happy New Year,” I whisper as I drift off.
If the way we started this new year is any indication, I’d say this year is going to be the best one yet.
18
James
“He’s not here, man.”
My eyes scan the skate park, hoping to catch a glimpse of Cory’s blond hair. “Maybe they found a new place to cause trouble.”
Phil nods. “Or maybe he learned his lesson. His friend died because of the poor choices they made. I’m sure he feels guilty about it.”
“Ifeel guilty about it.”
“Don’t. He sealed his fate once he lifted his gun to a cop.”
“It could’ve gone differently.”
“It’s part of the job.”
“Kids dying isn’t part of the job.”
“It is when they’re carrying weapons.”
I scrub my hand over my jaw, knowing I won’t be able to change Phil’s mind. “I just wish I knew if Cory was okay.”
Phil smirks as he makes a U-turn. “I think being with your girlfriend is making you soft, Russo.”
I chuckle, unable to hide my grin at the wordgirlfriend. “Maybe soft isn’t a bad thing.”