want to repeat any of that.”
“I’m not the type of man for you. I’m very possessive especially when it comes to people I care about.” At least he’s honest. How can he care for me when he’s just met me?
“How so?” I lift his chin with my finger. “Tell me what you mean.”
“I asked you if you wanted me. I already know I want you. You’ve just met me and I feel like I already know you, that draws from my own insecurities. I’m sorry.” Silver’s insecure? “The question was do you want me ? All of me, like I want all of you. I could have easily had your body tonight. You were willing.” I was; still am a little to be honest. “I want this and this.” He puts one hand to my head and another to my chest. “But they belong to someone else right now.” Jeff. “I’m selfish, Mr. Black. I don’t want other people getting some parts of you while I get the remainder. I wouldn’t like it if I didn’t come first.” He looks into my eyes. I can see my soul through his. He’s broken too. “I’m not a patient man, but I will wait for you. I just want a chance to get to know you and you me.”
“What if I never…”
He gets a smug smile on his face. “You will.”
“You’re awfully confident.” God, his cocky grin is so sexy. “Were you going to convince me tonight?” I nod my head toward the bed.
“I was not going to have sex with you tonight.” My eyes widen from confusion. “I told you I’m bad at flirting.” I couldn’t help it I start to laugh. He’s so cute.
“Why’d you bring me up here then?” He grins at me.
“I wanted to be close to you. I want you to sleep with me.” Ok, make up your mind.
“But you said…”
He interrupts my words, “Sleep, Mr. Black. Of course I did like the window scene before. I like the attention from you. It’s been awhile. I see you aren’t ready for anything else .”
“ I liked the window scene too.”
“I’m not rebound sex.” Shit, never thought about it that way. “I’d really like a chance to explain more about why I didn’t introduce myself to you right away. Maybe we can talk over dinner tomorrow when I show you the contract for the position. We can eat at the club.”
“There really is a position?” I had thought after all this, it was just a pick-up story.
“There really is indeed.” He smiles and sits on the side of the bed. “We can talk tomorrow after the creepiness of tonight fades.”
“It’s not so creepy anymore. I’d like to stay if you still want me to.” Something about him makes me feel comfortable. I know I reacted that way because of my emotional baggage. Even the anxiety I felt tonight was mild, nothing like before. Maybe it’s his persona or the fact that I’m lonely, but staying with him sounds nice. He’s so sure of our path, that it feeds my curiosity.
“It’s not a question of if I want you, Mr. Black.” He lies back on the bed and pulls the covers for me. I slip off my shoes and socks. I stand there nervously.
“What’s wrong?”
I start to laugh. “I don’t sleep in clothes.”
He grins and turns the other way. “I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, Mr. Black. Get in.” Fuck, I really like his dominant tone.
I pull off my shirt and my jeans, leaving them next to the bed. His bed is chilled and the blankets are a welcome warmth. “You never sent that text to Connor, did you?”
“No.” Sneaky. “He’s here all the time anyway, so if I couldn’t convince you to stay, he would have taken you home. You’re safe here, Mr. Black.” Weirdly, I do feel safe. He inhales and rolls toward me. He blankets my back with his body and wraps his arm around me. I felt him kiss the back of my head. “Is this ok?”
“Yeah,” I say. Then he clears his throat and I acknowledge my blunder. “ Yes, Silver.” He kisses my head once more and holds me tight. I feel him let out an exasperated breath.
“Good night, Greyson.” And we’re back to Greyson .
~Chapter