Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 42491 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42491 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Oh, my heart. He wasn’t ready to part ways, even just for the night. I felt the exact same way; so much so that I’d already thought of a solution. “I do have to work in the morning, but I am driving the cruiser, and I do always keep a spare uniform in my locker at the station.”
His handsome face lit up once more. “Does that mean you can stay with me?”
“Only if you want me to. I’ll understand if you need space.” Wanting someone around and actually having them in your face were two different things.
“Nope, I don’t want space. I just want you.” He unbuckled his seat belt and practically launched himself across the front seat, landing halfway in my lap. He hugged me around the middle and I chuckled as I dropped a kiss to his head.
“That’s good, because I actually have something I want to talk to you about.”
“Uh oh.” Henley backed away enough to look up at me with wide, worried eyes. His hand reached for his hair, but I caught it mid-route and stroked my thumb across his knuckles.
“It’s nothing bad. At least, I hope you don’t think it’s a bad thing.” His growing concern was evident, and that was the last thing I wanted. I needed to just spit it out. “I had so much fun meeting your dad today. He is a great guy, and I’m grateful that he knows all about us, and is accepting of our situation. I am proud to be your Daddy, and I can’t wait to experience all life has to offer together. I love every moment I spend with you.” I swallowed hard and ended, “I love you, kitten.”
I breathed a sigh of relief when he wrapped me in a tight hug once more. “I love you too, Daddy.” I couldn’t stop smiling, until a quiet sniffle escaped Henley, and I looked down at him to see a tear rolling down his cheek. Before I could check on him, he said, “I’m sorry; my happiness is escaping out of my eyes.”
He was too damn precious. “That’s okay; as long as they’re happy tears.” He nodded against my chest and allowed me to wipe his face dry.
He soon settled down, and I held him in my arms, stroking my hand through his long curls. We shared several minutes of comfortable silence before he spoke up again. “Will you show me how you love me?”
The question threw me for a loop; was I not doing a good job as his Daddy and partner? Was there something he needed that I wasn’t providing? I would do anything he wanted; I just needed to understand. When I looked down at his face, realization hit me in an instant.
His eyes were still wide, but they were no longer filled with worry or uncertainty; only desire. He needed physical affirmation of my love, and I was more than happy to give it.
“Oh yes, Henley.”
I was too turned on to say anything else. I helped him sit upright in his seat before I leapt out of the car and hurried to his door. I gently pulled him onto his feet and laced our fingers together before marching towards his building.
No words passed between us, but the crackling heat was undeniable. I had never been more excited in my life. I’d had sex plenty of times before; even with men I thought I loved. But they weren’t Henley. He had captured my heart and shown that nothing in my past could compare to what he could offer. He’d already made love to my soul, and now it was time to return the favor in every way.
Henley’s hand shook as he retrieved his key from his pocket, so I covered it with my own and helped him ease the metal into the lock. The door clicked open, and I wasted no time in pulling Henley inside. We crossed the threshold to his bedroom before I realized I was going too fast.
I had no doubt that he wanted and needed this as badly as I did, but Henley had never experienced anything like this. He was trusting me to take care of him and guide him, and I needed to show how much I appreciated that trust. I needed to take my time and make him feel my love.
I forced my feet to a stop, and took a calming breath before I turned to my boy. Now that we were in his bedroom, there was slight, but unmistakable, nervousness in his gaze.
I would do all in my power to alleviate it, so I cupped his warm cheek with my hand. “You are so beautiful, sweetheart.” Five simple but true words were all it took to bring a small smile to his face. “You are also kind, funny, thoughtful, and everything I want and need. This moment means the world to me.”