Page 15 of Just One Promise (The Carter Brothers 3)
“Can’t help myself. You out here, the music going, your body moving, it was a sign calling my name,” Heath tells me, while my hips move to the cadence of his. I spin around, my hands going over his shoulders, fingers playing with the ends of his hair. It’s soft to the touch, and I love having my hands in it, if we’re cuddling on the couch, in the heat of the moment, or if we’re dancing like we are now. They always seem to find their way into Heath’s hair.
“I’m glad you came down, I was missing you,” gazing into his eyes, showing him that I truly mean it.
“We really gotta talk about what’s going to happen when your vacation is up, but I don’t want to pressure you either,” his fingers are going under my shirt, lightly grazing my side, goosebumps pebble up on my skin.
“I promise you won’t pressure me into anything I wouldn’t willingly do, Heath,” I reply.
“Promise, just one promise, if this is too much, too soon, you’ll tell me,” he grunts.
“I will and this isn’t too soon, I swear. Maybe we can talk after dinner?” I ask.
“Fuck yeah, we will,” his voice deep with need. We finish our dance, then Heath helps me plate everything and we enjoy our dinner together.
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I didn’t want that to come out the way it did, well really, I fucking did. But, maybe not at that point in time. I wanted to ease Audrey into it, but my big mouth opened up and blurted it out.
Now here we sit at the dining room table, finished with a delicious meal. Audrey is biting on her bottom lip, something I love seeing, yet also wanting nothing more than to nip at myself. Her legs are crossed, and she has a wine glass hanging loosely in her hand.
“I’m just going to lay it out, I want you here with me, but if that’s not possible, we can make this work in any capacity. I’ll go up to your place on the weekend, you can come down here on your time off, or I can move up there to be with you,” I tell her, and then take a sip of my beer, needing the liquid courage to hear her answer.
I no sooner set my beer down than Audrey’s flying into my lap. I brace my legs at the last minute to keep us from tipping over.
“I’ll move down here, you have way too much here to pack up and move. There’s no way I can go five days without you, not since my body and heart crave you more and more every day,” she admits. I fist her hair, my lips meet hers, our tongues are dueling, both of us trying to get as close as physically possible. It’s not enough, it’ll never be enough when it comes to Audrey.
“You sure about this? I don’t want you to look back with regrets,” I tell her, when we finally calm down.
“I’m positive, my job is remote, thank goodness. If I had to go into an office with him every day, I’d pull my hair out. Not only that, my dad is off in Europe, who knows when he’ll actually come back stateside, if ever. Plus, I’m already so in love with everything that is you,” she rambles. I’m not sure she understands what she just said to me, but I know. I lock it away in my memory, wanting it engrained forever.
“Then I guess we need to get you moved, and fast. I’ll call my brothers, see if they can help us this weekend that way, you’re ready to rock and roll come Monday morning. You can even take the home office,” I say to her.
“Are you sure? I can go back, get everything packed and hire a moving company. I don’t want to put anyone out.” Audrey, her heart is full of gold, always willing to take the world on her shoulders so she doesn’t burden anyone else.
“Positive, both of those fuckers owe me. Helped move both of their wives, it’s what us brothers do.” I close the conversation as I pick her up and carrying her to our bedroom.
Fuck yeah, I’m going to take care of my woman now and forever.
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The next morning, I called Summer to let her know our plans. She then three-way called Quinn. Heath went into the office this morning for a meeting, so this is giving me a chance to gab and cackle with the girls. It would be awesome if we were all in one place, but the kids haven’t been feeling their best.
“Oh my gosh, when these Carter men know they freaking know!” Quinn squeals into my ear.
“Well, no duh. Have you seen the three of us? We’re perfect, but so are they. Though, I think I won the best. He’s amazing in bed and can cook, not to mention his daddy skills. I won the jackpot, just saying,” Summer says quietly into the phone. She must be checking on the boys.
