Her whole body gets excited. She does a little jump that makes her breasts do a dance for me as her ass jiggles in all the right places. Her eyes are bright, and her grin is so wide, I don’t know how her face isn’t hurting. “God, yes. I want them all,” she gushes, smiling at her plants. “But my newest obsession is a Monstera Albo Variegata. Gah, it’s gorgeous, but oh-so expensive.” She tucks her wipe into her pocket and comes over to me with her phone. She shows me a picture of basically the same plant I got her, but this one has white streaks on it. “It’s insanely awesome. I want it so bad. But then, I also want a pink princess philodendron, but I can’t ever find it. Plus, it’s expensive too. Maybe when I get my real job. But right now, I get secondhand plants. Well, that is until my brand-new one you got me,” she says, kissing my cheek. “Which I love!”
I wrap my arm around her waist and hold her close. “I’m glad. I knew you’d love it. Dart was talking mad shit, though, about the price and all.”
She rolls her eyes all dramatically. “Yeah, plants can be pricey.” She stops mid-step. “And don’t go buying me those plants I showed you. You already bought me one.”
Too bad. I already memorized everything she said, and I will be on a mission. I love how happy she is. “Sure.”
She eyes me. “Owen, come on. You’ve done enough the last couple days. I’m not used to it.”
I shrug. “Get used to it,” I inform her. “I’m a giver.”
“A giver?” she asks as I pull her into my arms. “What in the world is a giver?”
“I like to make people happy. I like the way it makes me feel. And since I like making you happy, I will shower you with gifts, and you will accept because it makes me happy.”
She holds my gaze as I cup her sweet ass in my palms. “Please don’t get me those plants. They’re so expensive, and I’ll feel like I owe you something.”
I shake my head. “You don’t. Or won’t. Just be you.”
Her eyes darken. “That’s sweet.”
“It’s my truth.”
She moves toward me. “So…is the giver thing only outside of the bedroom?”
My eyes dance with hers. “Not at all. Actually, it would make my day to make you come.”
I pull her in closer and capture her mouth with ease. Her body turns into mine as I hold her as close as I can. I love the feel of her lips, the taste of her. Jesus, she’s unbelievable. I walk her back to her bed and sit to bring her down onto my lap. We part only for a second when she straddles me, cupping my jaw as she continues to kiss me. I feel the heat coming off her in waves, and I’m dying inside. She feels so good. I slide my hands up her thighs to her ass and then up into her shirt. Her skin is soft and warm as I hold her, kneading my fingers into her. She scoots down my legs, pressing those beautiful breasts into my chest, and I groan softly against her mouth. I’m pretty sure I stay hard around this girl, but when she starts to rock her center against me, I’m a goner. I flip us over, covering her body with mine as I deepen the kiss, pressing myself between her legs. She pulls away, gasping for breath, and I kiss down her chin to her neck, licking and nibbling at her warm skin as she runs her fingers into my hair, knocking my hat off. I take hold of the hem of her shirt, but her hands cover mine as soon as I get the fabric in my fingers.
“Let me shut the lights off,” she murmurs, rubbing herself against me.
“Don’t move,” I beg. “The lights are fine. The plants need a show.”
Her laughter is intoxicating as I dip my tongue along the V of her scrub top.
I pull at her top again, and she groans my name, “Owen, please.”
Really loved the part when she moaned my name, but the second part annoys me. I pull back, looking down at her. “Angie, sugar, I want to see you. All of you.” Pure terror fills her eyes, and it’s like cold water splashing on me. We hold each other’s gaze and I wait for her, but I know she won’t say what I know she’s thinking. “I want to see you, Angie.”
“Can I leave my shirt on?”
“Come on, Angie,” I beg.
“Or cut a hole in my scrubs?” I give her a blank look, and she shrugs. “What? Just a suggestion.”
“No. I want to memorize everything about you. I want to taste every inch of your skin.”