“I’ll come here.” He leans in to continue tasting my neck. “It’ll take some adjustments, but I’ll move my office here. Then you don’t have to leave work, you don’t have to do shit except be with me.”
“I want to be with you.” Goosebumps race along my skin as he nips. “Wherever we are, whatever we’re doing, I choose you. If I couldn’t let go in twenty years, then I think we know this is important.”
I feel his smile against my skin. “You were in love with a memory. In that one hour, we were able to hang out and have fun. So that person you fell in love with, he was the memory of something kinda perfect.”
“Mm. I know.”
He chuckles. “I’m gonna annoy the shit out of you, Lib. I’m real flesh and bone, and I do annoying things. And I don’t even care that my memory effectively catfished you. You’re in now, and there’s nothing that will undo this.”
“What annoying things?” I arch my neck to give him more room. “Gunner? What annoying things do you do? Let me make a list, so at least I won’t be surprised by it.”
He scoffs. “I eat ground turkey.”
“Nope.” I pull away with a loud huff and toss my hands into the air. “I cannot do turkey. I’m sorry, but I think I’m gonna go back to my relationship with a sweater.”
“No chance.” I’ve already turned away from him, so when he moves off the stool and grabs me around the waist, I scream as he tackles me to the bed and crushes me between his body and the mattress. “You’re staying, and on the nights I cook, you’ll eat the fucking turkey. Then you’ll eat my dick and say thank you.”
And just like that, I find myself being pressed beneath Gunner’s strong body as he pulls his pants down and slides inside my waiting heat.
He doesn’t even call me on my manipulation. We both knew where this was leading, and there’s not a damn thing I’d do to change it.