She scans over the screen, her eyes growing wide.
“Sucks that I had to bring her back into this, but you need to understand. Look at the time and date stamp.”
“Friday night at five-thirty-four.”
“Exactly three minutes after you strolled your gorgeous ass in that bar and caught my eye.”
“Oh my God.”
“Yeah, I knew it then. I didn’t think twice about the Vegas odds or women back in Charleston. My sole focus became you. I asked you that first morning to give me these days to see what could happen between us. What I didn’t tell you was that my mind was made up. One night was enough for me to know. No hesitation, no games, no bullshit.
“I’ve never strayed because I’m not that kind of man. No matter how many Rinas are in the world, no one stands a chance. You can trust me not to ever damage what we have. I’m smart enough to appreciate the perfection that is you and will fight like hell for a lifetime of it.”
Tears slide down her cheeks, but unlike before, her hazel eyes are glowing. She sucks in a shaky breath and places her forehead to mine. “One night was enough for me, too. It’s crazy, impulsive, and unbelievably fast, but I’m falling head over heels for you, Evin Graham.”
My heart rate picks up, my blood racing through my veins. “Means the world to me to hear you say that, baby. And since we’re in the sharing mood, I have a confession to make.” My hand finds hers and twists the ring on her finger. “This ring was a lot more than a birthday present. It’s a sign of my commitment to you.”
Her eyes now bulge and drop to our hands. “You bought me a promise ring twelve hours after meeting me?”
“I’m not a teenage boy dating the prettiest girl in high school, but the meaning is the same.”
“That’s insane! We’d only shared a few kisses.”
“One night. No hesitation, no games, no bullshit,” I repeat. “You’re not a man, so you’ll never understand the power of your kiss. The taste of heaven. I knew to appreciate what I had in my arms.”
“You know how to make a statement.”
I want to correct her. Tell her it would make me a lot happier if it was on her ring finger to make the statement I intended.
But I’ll keep that to myself for now.
She’ll know soon enough.
Chapter 10
Evin
I grunt when Poppy’s thigh slides higher, her knee grazing my cock. “Baby, you restless?”
“Not exactly,” she whispers, skimming her nails down my stomach.
“You have to stop.”
“I don’t want to stop.” Her hand slips under my waistband, and I hiss when her fingers scale along my dick.
“Poppy,” I warn.
She grips me tighter, pressing her weight to my side. “I’m not stopping. Tonight the man of my dreams told me he was crazy about me, gave me a promise ring, and told me he’s aiming for a lifetime together. I may not have had sex, but I’m not completely inexperienced. This is the kind of night that ends with more than fantastic kisses before falling asleep.”
I bite my tongue when her thumb grazes over my crown, circling gently. “It’s not nice to torture a man.” She strokes a few times, my control slipping as the blood rushes south. Her lips move to my neck at the same time she rolls completely on top of me, straddling my hips. “You can lay there and let me play.”
At the word ‘play’, my already throbbing cock lurches in her hand. She grinds down, and the heat of her pussy seeps through the thin material of my shorts. I twist, turning on the light, and my heart stops. She’s sitting astride me in nothing but her tiny tank top.
“Baby, where are your shorts?”
“I got hot.”
How the hell did I miss her taking off her shorts?
“I’m still hot, burning up actually.” She releases me and in a swift move, tears the tank off.
“Poppy, you’re not playing fair here.”
Her eyes lock with mine, the beautiful hazel now a deep shade of blue, scorching with need. “I’ve played fair for days and it was time to get your attention.”
My gaze roams over her body, memorizing every curve. Her naked body, tight and firm, but with curves in all the right places. It’s beyond anything in my imagination. I lick my lips, my tongue begging to taste every inch of her skin. “You’ve had all of my attention.”
“I may have your mental attention, but I want your physical attention, too.” Her hand goes back in my shorts and wraps around my dick.
“Baby, you know everything you do makes me hard.”
“So you’ve told me. It’s time to do something about it.”
“I do something about it every morning in the shower, jacking off to the thought of you in that bikini.”