“I don’t have the urge to punch things.”
His whole body shakes with laughter. “I’d take a hundred punches if it meant when I woke up the other morning you’d have been in bed with me still.”
I smile at that. “That’s kinda sweet.” I tilt my head. “You've been missing me?” I’ve been missing him like crazy. I don’t feel so bad admitting that to myself now that I am back in his arms.
“Missing you is putting it lightly. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” Again he tightens his hold on me. I realize my feet are dangling off the ground. How could I have forgotten how big he is? He makes me feel so tiny and delicate when I’m in his arms.
“You’re going to squeeze the air out of me.” I hear a few people chuckle.
“Fuck off,” he barks at them. I snort a laugh when they all take off. He puts me down on my feet, slowly letting me go, but not before his big hand grabs mine. “I’m out.”
“Figured as much.” The older man winks at me as Tomas pulls me from the gym.
“Where are we going?” I ask. I have to half run to keep up with him. It’s a good thing I put on a sports bra. “You walk fast.” He slows down to accommodate my little legs.
“I don’t know.” He stops walking and I run right into him. He catches me before I can fall backwards. “Where do you want to go?”
I shrug. My only plan had been to see him again. I wasn't sure I was even going to talk to him. But here I am back under his hold. “I don’t know.” I shrug. “What do we do now?” He stares down at me. “Sex? Do we have sex now?”
“You always say what's in your head?”
“Yeah.” I shrug.
“Food. I’m going to feed you and we’re going to talk.” He starts to pull on my hand again.
“I am hungry now that I think about it.” I normally just eat whatever Alyssa puts in front of me but she hasn't been around much.
“When did you eat last?”
“Don’t know.”
He opens the door to a diner. “You don’t know when you ate last?”
“I don’t think about it really.”
He guides me over to a booth. “Sit,” he orders.
I drop down into the chair. He leans down, brushing his mouth against mine. Again, another one of those sighs leaves me. Him being so close has me hungry for more than food.
“Do we have sex after we eat?” I ask when he takes his seat across from me.
“I’ll come back.” The waitress that I didn't see come over turns to leave. Tomas lets out a deep, sexy chuckle.
“We’ll get there, little pixie, but first you eat. You’ll need your strength.”
9
Tomas
For the first time in days my body actually relaxes. When she called my name inside the gym all my rage had melted away. I didn't care about anything else but getting close to her again. Her voice had been soothing to me. Any anger I had inside me vanished.
“You know I can’t eat that much food.” She pushes her glasses up her nose. Her mouth is still puffy from our kiss. I’m thankful there was a room full of people so I had to stop. If we’d been alone I would have had her flat on her back.
I don’t want her thinking this is only about sex. Even if that’s where her mind is. I’m not saying that I don’t want to have sex with her, because I want to make her mine in every way as soon as possible, but I want more than that. I want forever.
“Eat what you can.”
She takes a sip of her strawberry milkshake. Her cheeks hollow out as she tries to get as much as she can up through the straw. My mind flashes to her on her knees doing the same to my cock. I grit my teeth, reaching under the table and adjusting myself. I’m regretting that I have on sweatpants right now.
“I bet you eat a ton.” Her eyes roam over me. “Do you have to work out a lot? You lifted me like I weigh nothing. Can you bench press me?” She’s so fucking adorable that it’s almost too much to bear.
“You’re as light as a feather.” She’s fucking tiny. It’s something I need to remember. I am easily double her size. I might be triple it. All that delicate sweet skin. I need to handle her with care. She doesn't make it easy to keep my shit together as she licks some of the strawberry shake off her bottom lip.
“I don't know what I weigh. Alyssa says I can eat anything and not gain a pound.” She shrugs. I don’t think she cares what she weighs. I sure as shit don’t. I don’t take Neily as the type to care about what anyone thinks of her. She lives in her own little world. I just need to figure out how to get her to let me live in it with her.