Page 21 of A Very Grumpy Veterinarian
“Maybe,” I admit.
He groans, dropping his forehead to mine.“You’re dangerous.”
“You love it,” I whisper, staring up at him.
His smile is pure sin.“Baby, I would walk into hell for you.”
The words hit me right in the chest.Before I can even process them, Wells kisses me again, slower and softer this time, but somehow even more devastating.It feels like a promise, as if this man, this grumpy, possessive, ridiculously sweet man, is not going anywhere.
By the time he finally pulls back, we’re both breathing hard.
My lips feel swollen, my hair is a mess, and Wells… he looks just as wrecked.His hair is tousled from my fingers, his lips are red, his pupils are blown.
“Fuck,” he mutters, brushing his thumb over my bottom lip.“I was trying to be a gentleman.”
I grin, still breathless.
“Yes.For you, I’d try to be anything.”
“Where are we going?”I ask as he takes my hand and leads me to his fancy car.
“Are you hungry for anything in particular?”he asks, opening the passenger door for me.
“No, not really.”
“Well, my plan was to take you home and cook for you, but if you want to go somewhere, I can find a place.”
“No, your place is great.I’d like to see your house.”
“Good.”
He braces one hand on the roof of the car and the other on the door as he leans down and kisses me once more.
Then the door closes, and I’m left catching my breath as Wells slips behind the wheel and starts the car.
“Where do you live?”I ask as we pull onto the road.
“Just north of the clinic.It’s about a ten-minute drive.”
“That’s convenient.”
He smiles.“Yeah, but I mainly bought it because it was private, with a great view.I could see myself settling down and raising a family there.”
My eyes cut to him.
“Going too fast again?”he asks sheepishly.
“A bit.I mean… I’ve never even had sex before.”
He swerves, almost driving us off the road.“Fuck, Pearl.”
“I’m not sure I want to get pregnant so quickly.”
“Yep,” he says, his knuckles white as he grips the steering wheel.
He wants me.That realization makes me feel…powerful.
“I’ve thought about sex,” I say softly.
