Chapter 27
She stared at Torq with wide eyes, knowing there was likely far more whites to them than brown at the way she felt her lids must have made her look like an exaggerated cartoon character.
He chuckled at her surprise. “You don’t believe me? Want to touch?”
“Not in the slightest,”
“Liar.”
“Am not.”
“Are too.” He winked at her. “Alcee, you haven’t been with anyone in six years. It tells me two things.”
“What?”
“One. Your first time was so incredible you know deep down in your gut nobody else is ever going to compare. Before you deny it, I can tell you with all kinds of certainty I’ve enjoyed loads of sex up until eight years ago. The night we shared was the best I ever had, bar none. If I know it was fucking incredible, then your mind must have been blown.”
She rolled her eyes. “And what is the other thing you know.”
“You’ve been dreaming of a repeat as much as me and you’re probably horny as hell, dripping wet and,” his grin was shit–eating, “the way you just shifted in your seat tells me I’m not wrong
“You’re disgusting. I’m uncomfortable, not horny.”
“You’re drenched to the core.”
“Oh my god!” she threw her hand up expressively. “What is wrong with you?”
“I want you to admit it.”
“There is nothing to admit.”
“There is everything to admit. You want me.”
“Your ego is astounding.”
“Isn’t it?” he was openly mocking her now. “It’s almost as big as the cock your remember with such vivid clarity you can’t be bothered to date anyone else.”
“I’ve dated.” She felt a surge of satisfaction at the way his eyes narrowed on her face at the comment
“Antero said you
didn’t
“He said I came home earlier than the girls or the girls complained about me leaving early and I didn’t have a boyfriend, but do you think I’d let just any man around my son?”
He snickered, “Alere, did you know when you lie, you tap your pinky finger of your left hand?” As her hand wrapped around the wine glass he smiled, “the night we first met, I asked you if you were nervous and you said no but you tapped your finger against your thigh. Then when I asked you if it hurt, you said no, and tapped that finger against my thigh. He studied the blush on her cheeks, “then when I asked if you were too tired for another round, you tapped that sweet little finger against your chest and said no because despite how exhausted you were, you wanted more. Then, the next morning on the balcony, I asked if you peeked into the window and you said you didn’t, but your little finger tapped against your knee. You’ve not dated anyone else Alcee, not really. Perhaps a couple of double–blind dates here and there but admit it, I ruined you for all
“Unbelievable,”
“It’s believable. You ruined me for any other woman, I can’t get off without you being in my thoughts.”
“Are you always this blunt?”
“I am when it comes to finding out the woman I was with six years ago, like me, hasn’t been intimate with anyone else and is still as sweet as she
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was back then. To know I put a baby in you back then is nothing short of fucking divine. I want to do it again and again and again.”
“You want to do what again?”
“Put another baby in you.”
“Are you insane? Did you not hear me tell you how he ripped me from one hole to the other several layers deep with his ginormous head?”
“I wish I’d been here to kiss it better.”
“Torq!”
“Alcee!” he teased her. “Think of how good it would have felt for me to lick your booboos.”
“That’s gross. There were stitches and blood not to mention my asshole was involved.”
“As if it would stop me. Baby, if you wanted to take a piss in my mouth, I’d open wide.”
“You’re revolting.”
“And all yours until death do us part.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“No. Alcee. I want a long happy marriage. What we shared this evening, taking Antero out together, even for something as simple as groceries, coming home, putting everything away, watching him explore his new home and bounce on the sofa, is going to be the norm. I want us to cat dinner together. I want us to spend time together. Yes, I am excited for the possibility of having a son and growing a relationship with him. I’m more excited about developing our relationship.”
“More excited over developing a relationship with me than with Ant?”
“Yes and before you get your panties in a twist over it, let me explain
“Parents should prioritize their children.”
“Yes. They should. However, someday, Antero, because of how amazing a mother you are and how you are working so hard to give him a life where he can leam the tools to adapt to a world not designed for him, is going to grow up and move out. He’s going to fall in love. He’s going to get married. He’s going to thrive. Any siblings he might gain,” at her grunt, he nudged her knee with his, “I’m hoping for at least three more by the way, but any siblings he has will all do the same thing. They will grow up, healthy, smart and secure in who they are because they will be blessed with an incredible mother. I hope to be a decent father too. They will all move out and live their own lives. Do you know who will be left here with you when the last one leaves the nest? Me.” He jerked his thumb to his chest. “I will be the one who will dry your tears when they each go off to college. I will be the one who will kiss you stupid, so you forget you’re sad when they miss a holiday at some point. Do you know why?”
“Why?”
“Because it’s what couples do. We don’t love each other right now. But it is my greatest wish we will.”
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Tanya Cordon
Awwwwh Torg that was the sweetest
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