“Love that you loved it, Babe. You deserve it more than anyone in this world,” I say with brutal honesty. She leaves shortly after we make plans for tonight, and then I get back to the work I’ve been neglecting.
Chapter 21
Sophia
Vince asked me what I wanted for dinner, and all I could think of was a big greasy pizza, and laying on the double lounger he has outside, and watching the sunset. I don’t want to be surrounded by others when I know our time is limited, which is going to lead to some pretty freaking big questions and answers. Ones I’m going to need soon. I don’t want to base my future solely on him, but I also want to take a chance, and jump in head first.
I’m lost in my head when I’m walking down the path to Vince’s place when my hand is grabbed and engulfed in another’s.
“Shit, you scared the pee out of me,” I admonish and play around as if I’m going to swat at him.
He chuckles, and then we’re both leisurely walking together. He must have just gotten off work. His sleeves are folded back to his forearms and now that I know where those tattoos lead, it makes me salivate even more.
We make it to his place, and he leads me to the side door. I head for the kitchen, already knowing I’m going to order pizza for us tonight, my treat. He heads toward the master bedroom, I’m already dressed for comfort tonight in a pair of loose drawstring shorts, a bralette, and another one of my oversized shirts. When Vince comes out, he’s in his signature cut off sweats and nothing else. He brings me into his chest, giving me a hug, and looks down at me and says, “Get those crazy thoughts out of your head. This is real. This is meant to be, and I don’t care if I have to travel to New York every week, until you find the next place you really truly want to live. I’ll follow you, Soph.”
“I’d follow you anywhere too, Vince. I don’t care that this is happening so soon. All I know is I’m not ready to say goodbye,” I tell him with emotion clogging my throat.
“Then when your vacation is over, it’s not goodbye. It’s a see you later, and Sophia, I’ll be at your place the very next weekend I leave Cancun,” he tells me and it’s reassuring.
I let out a sigh of relief before I lean up to kiss him on the lips, “I’m not sure how lucky we got in meeting each other, but I’ll take a layover in an airport any day if it means being with you.”
“Anytime. Anyplace. As long as you’re there, that’s where I’ll be,” he murmurs out and then his hands are on my hips and his lips are pressed against mine.
Chapter 22
Vince
Fuck, it’s now Sophia’s last night here with me, and, as much as I told her I’d be seeing her as soon as possible, I’m still going to miss the shit out of her. Waking up with her, talking to her face to face, and falling asleep with her in my arms, it’s enough to make my heart drop to my stomach. I’m not ready for her to go back to New York.
With it being her last night here, I’m taking her out on the town. Sophia loves to dance, and I’m man enough to admit the way she dances, it’s enough to make me stop in my tracks. I rush home to change from my suit and tie, into a pair of jeans, black tee shirt, and shoes. Sophia said she’d be getting ready in her hotel tonight. I think it’s a waste of money that she kept her place this whole time when she’s basically been living with me, but I wasn’t going to make her feel obligated to stay with me either. She’s got a streak of independence, and after Nick fucked her over, I can understand that. I grab my wallet, lock the door and head to Soph.
I’m so lost in thought, I’ve already made it to her room and knock on her door. I hear her say, “Just a second.” Moments later the door swings open and there she is in all her stunning beauty wearing a dress that’s floor length, short sleeves, a modest neck line, but the slit that nearly comes to the highest part on her thigh. That’s what has me swallowing my tongue.
“Damn, Babe. You’re taking my breath away,” I tell her as I grasp her hand and spin her around in a circle, seeing her in this dress and the heels that only make her legs look that much longer. Soph is smiling and laughing by the time I bring her back to looking at me.