Page 41 of Clueless
At least he smirked at that.I felt I was finally starting to de-escalate the situation.Win for me.
“And you said you weren’t ready for a girlfriend.”
“Maybe I changed my mind.”
“When?When you saw me with Brandon tonight?”
He growled before raking a hand through his damp hair and turning his back on me.“I don’t even know him, but I hate him.I hate that he’s your type.That he’s everything I’m not, and any day you could come to your senses and go back to him.Or meet someone else just like him, and dump my sorry ass.”
I rested my hand on his broad back, feeling the pain of his fear and insecurity.“Hey, you’re not the only one who’s scared, you know.Relationships are scary as hell, Taz.I see it every day in my practice, men and women broken because the people they loved betrayed them.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?Because it doesn’t.”
I curled my hand around his bicep.“Look at me, please.”When he finally turned around, with a heavy sigh, I said, “I can stand here and tell you that I’m not going back to Brandon.That I want you.But only you can decide if you’re ready to believe that.”
He dropped his head.“I want to…”
“But you’re not sure if you can trust me.That’s fair.We don’t know each other well enough yet.And I’m sure we’ve both been burned before, trusting people we shouldn’t have.But your career is going to mean you’re on the road a lot.And for this to work, I’m going to have to trust that you won’t be out there screwing around.”
“I won’t.”
I nodded, resting my palm against his racing heart.He was as invested in this relationship as I was.I could feel it.“And you have to be able to trust that I’m not going out with Brandon or anyone else while you’re gone.”
“Ugh, this sucks.”He rubbed his beard.“I hate feeling like this.So damn insecure and jealous… and pathetic.That’s why I’ve been single so long, you know.”
I smiled, loving that he always got to full disclosure so quickly.“You’re not pathetic.You’re human.And everyone feels jealous and insecure sometimes, especially at the start of a relationship, when you’re just getting to know each other.Myself included.”
He reached for my hand.“I’m glad you’re a therapist.You always know how to talk me down when I’m acting like a raving lunatic.”
I laughed.“I think I was the one acting like a raving lunatic, ringing your doorbell, banging on your door, and screaming your name at midnight.Your neighbors must think I’m certifiable.”
He chuckled before hauling me against his chest and kissing the top of my head.“I love that you cared enough to come here tonight.And I’m sorry I went off on you like that at the bar.”
I tipped my head back to look him in the eye.“What about Brandon?Are you sorry you went off on him?”
“Hell no, he got off easy.”
I rolled my eyes.“You want to tell me about your call with Quinn now?”
He shook his head.“No, I’ll tell you about that later.Right now, I want us to get the rest of this pent-up anger and frustration out the best way I know how.”
I bit my lip, letting my gaze travel from his eyes to his lips.“Are you proposing make-up sex?”
He nodded.“Hell, yeah.You should know by now, I’ve got a short fuse.And I guess having a hot temper might mean a lot of stupid fights.”
“Hmm, until we learn to communicate better.”He lowered his head to kiss me.“And we will learn to communicate better, Taz.We have to.Because I don’t want to fight with you all the time.”
“I don’t want that either.But when we do fight, at least there’s hot make-up sex to look forward to.”
My eyes devoured his naked chest.Lord have mercy, the man was built.“Hmm, there is that.”
When Taz finally entered me, I was desperate for him.The kisses had been hungry.The foreplay had been rough, and we’d both been talking dirty about all the things we wanted to do to each other.
His thrusts were powerful, almost maniacal in their intensity.I was grateful for his four-poster solid wood bed because my cheap upholstered headboard would have cracked in two by now.
His hands were wrapped around my wrists, pinning my arms to the soft mattress.I’d never been with someone so bossy in bed, but I was loving every second.
“Okay?”he asked, between plunges.“Not hurting you?”
