Chapter 17 Patience #2
Jett had been with me in one of the most private moments of my life. He’d been there when I’d given birth to my son. But as he stared at me standing in my baby blue sleep shorts and white tank top that I was sure he could see right through, it felt even more personal.
And I was sure now that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.
Suddenly, he began pacing back and forth along the side of his bed like a caged animal, mumbling to himself. Then he stopped, looked at me again, causing my nipples to harden before he stalked around the bed to where I stood.
“Say yes, because I’m dying to kiss you again.”
I squeezed my thighs together, trying to curb the need pulsing in my core at his command and the raw need in his voice. He noticed, and his nostrils flared.
“Yes.”
In a nano of a second, he grasped my hip in one hand, yanking me closer as his other cupped the back of my head. Then his mouth crashed down over mine. It wasn’t soft or sweet; it was demanding and desperate. He punished my lips, and I moaned into his mouth.
My breasts pressed against his bare chest, the friction causing my insides to burn like a volcano, and I felt like I might erupt any second.
I couldn’t get close enough. Our tongues dueled for dominance, and I nipped his lower lip.
I don’t even know who I was at that moment; he made me lose my mind.
There was no getting enough of this man, so when he ripped his mouth from mine, I cried out in protest. His hands left my body, and he roughly shoved them through his hair as he stepped back from me, turning the other way.
Hurt, like earlier, bubbled up inside me. He’d asked to kiss me, so why was he pulling back as if I had some sort of disease, or I’d attack him? Well, I guess the attack was a little bit true, but he started it.
Hot and cold. That was how he ran, and I was drowning in confusion.
He spun back around to face me. “I’m fucked up. I tried to tell you.” His drool-worthy chest rapidly rose and fell. “But I want you so bad.”
When he paused, I jumped in. “I want you too.”
Stepping back into my personal space again, he placed his palm on my cheek. “You deserve better.”
I opened my mouth to tell him he was full of shit, but his thumb pressed against my lips, stopping me. “I know you do, but I’m selfish. I can’t give you up.”
“Then why stop?” I whispered.
His hand slid down my arm, and he grasped my palm, turning it over, and he brought it to his lips. He kissed the inside of my wrist, the move causing flutters in my stomach, before he dropped our joined hands.
“Because I not only need to work through the noise in my head, but I need to take you on a date.”
Between the tender kiss against my wrist and the word “date”, my heart melted. I couldn’t stop the tears of happiness that slipped down my cheeks.
“I’m here to help you however you need.” I grabbed his hand again and placed his palm over my heart. “A date sounds like a dream. I won’t say no to that, but I’ve waited for you for what feels like forever, and I need you.”
A deep groan left his perfect lips. “You’re killing me here.”
If it got me what I wanted…
“I swore I’d help you and then let you go.” Jett took a deep breath. “I thought it was the right thing to do with how messed up I was. But that hadn’t been my plan before I was captured. And after last night, I have hope again that maybe I can be enough for you and Griffin.”
Dropping his hand, I took both mine and placed them on the back of his neck. “There wasn’t a second you were not enough for me.” I placed a soft kiss on his lips. “You are the best person I know.”
He leaned his forehead against mine, and we stood like that for a second. I loved the connection as much as I loved him.
“You already know I have only been with Chaz and just that one time.” I was feeling a bit insecure but needed to get this out while he was being receptive to us talking. “For me, if we are together it will feel like the first time. And I know you have been gone and have probably had other lovers—”
He pulled his head away from mine and let my arms fall to my sides as he looked me straight in the eyes. “Patience.” Whispering my name the way he did sent goosebumps skating across my skin. “There has never been anyone.”
I must have heard him wrong.
“W-what?” I stuttered, stunned at what his words were implying. My heart raced as I waited for him to explain.
We may have been best friends who shared everything, but asking if there had been any women in the last couple of years was not something I did because I wasn’t sure I could handle the answer. But now it was out there, and his answer shocked me to my core.
Jett grabbed my cheeks like I had his moments before. “Never. It may sound lame at my age, but I’ve never had sex with anyone.” His thumbs brushed up and down my skin. “Nobody has ever been on my radar but you. And I have never wanted anyone but you.”
He was serious. I could see it in his stare, his beautiful blue eyes imploring me to believe him. I did. Jett would not lie to me about something like this.
“But how is that even possible?”
He chuckled. “Do you need me to explain how sex works even when I’m not having it?”
I rolled my eyes, swatting his side.
“Don’t get me wrong. When I said I wanted you, I was dead serious.” He moved his hands to my hips. “You’re doing a number on my cock half-dressed like you are.”
His dirty words sent a thrill through me, and I huffed out a breath that we had to wait. I raised my brows. “We are both almost undressed.”
Another groan slipped from him. “As I said, you’re killing me, sweetheart.” He pulled me up next to his body and into a hug. “A date, then maybe we can see where it takes us,” he whispered in my ear.
“I know where it will lead,” I told him, causing him to laugh again.
The way his chest rumbled with laughter sent peace to my soul. I’d been worried that I wouldn’t hear that sound anymore. We’d always had so many amazing times together that had been filled with fun and laughter. My best friend had been a hoot. At least with me.
I was looking forward to experiencing that with my husband.
“Maybe if you sing to me again.” His warm breath tickled my neck. “I really liked your song. But that isn’t all. I’m thankful you were here last night.” He sighed. “And I never imagined saying that.”
I knew he planned to hang up before we fell asleep and for me never to hear what I did. But fate had other ideas, and it was meant to happen for a reason.
“I’ll always be here.” I ran my hands up and down his back, pulling another sigh from him. “Now and forever.”