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“Shoot,” he said. “I know you’re dying to go first.”
“I normally like being last with my closing arguments.”
He turned and braced his hands on the counter behind him. “It’s going to be that serious, huh?”
Guess he hadn’t done that great a job of relieving her mind.
“No. I don’t need to tell you I’m exclusive.”
“It goes without saying on my end.”
“I like this thing we’ve got. It’s moving faster than I’ve moved with other men, but then at times feels too slow.”
“Nothing about last night was slow,” he reminded her.
“No. And now that we got there, I feel steadier. I’m not sure why.”
“Because waiting has never been your strong suit. Be honest. You’re used to calling the shots and laying out your framework the way you want it.”
She scrunched her nose adorably while she picked up the spatula to move the eggs around, nudging him out of the way.
He let her take over the task, moving toward the toast that popped.
“I am. It is kind of nice though to know that I can be with someone else and not worry that a ball might hit the ground.”
“Oh, balls can and will hit the ground. Don’t delude yourself. We both have a lot on our plates, but I think we can make it work. If we want to.”
“I do,” she said.
“The same. Then we can both relax. I know you’ve got a lot going on with work.”
“And you do with work and Bella.”
“She obviously knows about you. I think, if we can swing dinner or lunch a few times a week, that’s a good start,” he threw out.
“I can make that work. Even if it’s on the weekend.”
“Then we’ve got a plan,” he said. “Just as you wanted.”
“Don’t be cute.”
“You like me cute,” he said, tapping her nose, then wondering where the hell that move came from. Not something he’d ever done in his life. “That’s why we dated years ago. You said once I was the cutest kid in the class.”
She paused from stirring the eggs, crossed her eyes and stuck her tongue out.
Just like she had when she was thirteen.
He wanted to yank her close again. Lay his mouth on hers.
Not for sex, but to just feel her in his arms.
The woman she’d become and he hoped that he’d be man enough to keep her.
Especially when he’d thought those things before and had failed.
This time it wasn’t an option.
“Well, now you’re the hottest guy around. Even better.”
