“Ryan,” she moaned, closing her eyes.
Her orgasm took her with more force than I’d yet seen, and I thrust into her deeply, filling her. I closed my eyes as well, letting her clamping walls milk every last drop of cum out of me. And when the convulsions subsided, still embedded inside her, I said again, “I love you.”
Again, she didn’t respond.
I set her on the shower floor, and we finished up, washing each other and sharing a few kisses.
When I turned the water off and we stepped out and toweled off, it was time to get serious.
“Ruby,” I said to her, her blue eyes slightly bloodshot from the shower, “you’re moving in with me.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Ruby
Huh?
I’d heard him say he loved me three different times, and each time I’d ached to say it back to him, to reaffirm what I knew in my heart to be true.
But move in with him?
So not happening.
I must have had my jaw dropped nearly to the floor, because he pushed my chin upward.
“Aren’t you going to say anything?”
While in the shower, when he had me against the wall, our bodies sopping together as he made love to me, I’d decided to tell him my feelings. To tell him I loved him.
Now? I wasn’t sure what to say about anything.
“I…”
“What?”
“I can’t move in with you.”
“Sure you can.”
This was so Ryan. This was the Ryan I’d gotten to know in Jamaica. The Ryan who took charge, didn’t take no for an answer, always got what he wanted, flipped words around to suit his purpose.
After he found out that Wendy Madigan was his mother, rather than become distant, he’d come to me, nearly forced himself on me, and surprise of all surprises, I hadn’t said no.
I’d wanted it.
I’d wanted him. I’d wanted to help him in any way I could. I still wanted that. But moving in with him wouldn’t help him, and it wouldn’t help me either.
“You’re crazy,” I said.
“About you.”
That got a smile out of me. That was another classic Ryan Steel line, like the ones he’d given me in the Caribbean—the ones I’d tried so hard to resist but couldn’t.
“Look, I—”
He placed two fingers over my lips. “You don’t have to tell me you love me, Ruby.”
“But I—”