Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
He parked away from the lights, dimmed his headlights, and unbuckled his seatbelt. Holly took her seatbelt off and turned in her seat.
“I’m not wearing panties.” In an instant, the sexual tension took over their space.
“I wouldn’t care if you were,” he said. “They’re removable or I can push them to the side.” He reached over the console and lifted the hem of her dress, but not fully. He didn’t want her to assume they parked to have sex, but he also couldn’t help his thoughts.
“We can skip the dance and go back to my house,” he told her. “My parents are inside, dancing the night away.”
“We could, or we could get in the back.”
“I don’t want to mess up your pretty hair,” he told her. “At least not until everyone gets to see you with me.”
“You want to be seen with me?” she asked.
“Absolutely,” he told her. “I asked you to the dance because I want everyone to see that we’re together.”
“Are we?” she asked him. “Is that what you want?”
He nodded and cupped her cheek. “We owe it to ourselves to explore a relationship, Holly. I don’t care about the distance—we’ll make it work.”
“And what if, a year from now, we’re still living in two different cities?”
“Then I’ll move to Miami. I’m not sold on living in New York.”
“You’d really do that? Move to Miami?”
“In a heartbeat,” he told her.
Holly met him halfway and pressed her lips to his. As soon as their tongues met, Christian’s body zinged with electricity. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that he and Holly were meant to be together. He may have been foolish in high school, but he wasn’t now.
They parted, and all thoughts of getting her into the backseat flooded his mind. He pulled away from her and picked up her hand. Christian played with her ring finger. “I’ve done the long-term dating thing, Holly. I don’t want to do that now. Will you marry me?”
Holly took her hand from his and shook her head. “Absolutely not!”
“What? Why?”
“Because you boob, we haven’t dated, we haven’t fought, we haven’t even lived together. I will not marry you two days after seeing you again after twelve years. And let’s not mention that for most of those years you were with Skye.”
“Oh,” he said, sounding heartbroken. “I just . . . don’t want us to waste any more time. We’ve lost a lot of years from being apart.”
Holly thought about his words. It was true, just over a decade had passed with them not being in each other’s lives. But, that was even more reason for them to get to know each other first, before rushing into marriage. “If you’re serious, give us a year.”
“Really?”
She nodded. “Let’s date and live together. We need to get to know each other, what we like, what we don’t like. What I’m like when I’m tired and hangry. It’s not just about the sex. You may not like my job or how I live.”
“I highly doubt that, but okay.” He leaned over and kissed her again. “In one year, I’m going to ask you to marry me.”
“I look forward to it.”