“It won’t happen.”
“What if it does?”
“Avery, I’ve come to see that people will write about anything they think is newsworthy. A lot of the crap you hear is gossip.”
“It’s not that. I don’t want to be seen as some kind of gold digger, Dominic. I’m not wealthy. I’m not even in the same league as you.”
He slammed his lips down on hers just to silence her. He hated hearing negativity, and right now she was throwing everything out there.
The kiss did the job, silencing her.
“I don’t care what anyone else says about us. We know the truth, and at the end of the day that is all that matters to us. You, me, and what we think of each other.”
“You’re right. I’m so stupid.”
“No, you’re not. We’re in a relationship, Avery. To me that means not living in secret, allowing me to pick you up, and maybe having a little date with Ella, and a boyfriend of her choice.” He shrugged. “I’m not going to hide from the world.”
“What about Darkest Dreams?” she asked.
“When we’re ready to go to the club. We’ll go.” He was doing everything slowly so he didn’t overwhelm her with what he wanted.
In the past week, Dominic saw a plan. He saw them together, and a possible future. What he hadn’t anticipated was Avery’s fear over their differences.
Reaching out, he picked up a bar of soap.
“I’ll text Ella when we’re out. Do you think it’ll be okay for me to go to coffee with her tomorrow morning?”
“I’m not your keeper, Avery. We’ll go together if you’d like.”
She nodded. “Actually, I’d love that.”
“You arrange the time and place, and I will join you.”
He rubbed the soap into his hands, getting them nice and slick.
“You’re not going to use a sponge?” she asked.
“Why use a sponge, when I’ve got the perfect tools right here?” He pulled her to him, cupping her tits, and teasing her nipples. She relaxed against him.
Stroking his hands over her body, Dominic came up with another plan.
He was going to be Avery’s every single little desire and fantasy, and slowly, he’d work his way into her heart, and into her life for good.