Mr. Handsome A Billionaire Romance(49)

I didn’t plan on ever letting Christina go. I’d beat down every curly haired, afro-wearing guy who got near Christina to at least keep it that way. I looked at Christina as if none of what she said phased me, because none of it did.

Every day, I was even surer that Christina was the one for me. I loved her with a fierceness that I’ve never felt for anyone else. I loved her and I was ready to admit that to myself. I just didn’t want to scare her away with the news.

“You don’t get scared at the thought of being with me, one person, for the rest of your life?” Christina looked at me incredulously as we exited her building and walked the little ways to the car.

I shook my head and she tried to hide her pleased smile.

“You’re like…you’re my everything. I’ve never had any woman have the effect that you do on me before.”

Christina smiled fully then and she launched herself into my arms. I caught her and she hugged me tight before holding my face in her hands and kissing me hard on the mouth. I laughed when she let me go and slid into the car just as abruptly as she attacked me.

Carl took her suitcase to put in the trunk and I got into the car behind Christina.

“So can we make up for last night and have dinner tonight at a surprise place?” Christina nodded while she bit her lip, her gaze had gone curious.

“What happened last night anyway?”

What happened last night…I didn’t want to lie to Christina, but I didn’t want to be completely truthful either. Roxanna showed up at my doorstep and launched herself at me. She was kissing me and her hands were places I didn’t even know they could reach so quickly. When I finally yelled at her to stop and back off, she broke down into tears and started shoving the fact that her life had been torture the past few years and that she just needed some affection.

That time that we actually bumped into each other at the bagel shop she had told me that she really just needed a friend, someone to talk to. I heard her out and she told me that she had been through some shit in the past few years. She had been engaged to an abusive * and when she finally got the courage to leave him, he kidnapped her and raped her in a motel where he left her badly injured.

I felt sorry for Roxanna, I really did and I wished that I could have been the friend she needed. But I wasn’t that guy she hung out with in college anymore. She couldn’t monopolize my time and treat me like I was her guy that always hung around or would always be there.

I had moved on when she left and she really needed a counselor rather than me. But, of course, she was playing up the drama and refusing to go to the appointment I set up for her.

“She had a break down, she’s been through a lot in the past few years and she needs help, but she won’t go to a professional.” I gave Christina the shortened version and she nodded. I thought I saw respect in her eyes as she looked at me. Was it because I wasn’t going to share Roxanna’s private information? Either way, whatever made my mission into Christina’s heart easier I’d take it.

“You’re good for helping her…I don’t like it. But you’re a good man and I wouldn’t expect you to leave her in a puddle of tears outside your house or anything like that,” Christina said. I leaned across the seats and kissed her softly on the lips.

“So guess what…?” Christina looked at me expectantly and I smiled at her until she smiled back at me, slightly confused as to why we were smiling. “I told my mom about you, she really wants to meet you,” I said, a smile still on my face and Christina panicked, almost.

“I haven’t had to worry about meeting parents in so long! I mean…yeah, I’d meet her now, but still…I’m nervous. When does she want to meet me?” Christina asked nervously and I held her hand to try and ground her a little. She calmed down a fraction, but was still nervous.

“Uh…well, I have a different surprise place to take you tonight rather than the one from last night…”

Christina’s eyes widened and she took a deep breath.

“Okay…well, okay…but if I say anything weird or not okay, just knock me out on the spot and drag me out of there.”

I chuckled at the image of me having to do that in front of my mother. She would get a rolling pin and knock me out for treating a woman that way.

“My mother is harmless, I promise, she’s the funniest little woman you’ll ever meet,” I assured Christina and she took another deep breath.

“Okay, will she like me?”

I smiled, she really wanted to make a good impression on my mom.

“She’ll love anyone her son is serious about. Plus, she’ll love that you’re beautiful and soft spoken and kind and funny in your own way and sexy and have a great smile…” I trailed off, staring at Christina dreamily.

She laughed and then shook her head at me.

“I don’t think your mother would find me sexy.”

I laughed and then winked at her.

“You just wait. My mom is great,” I promised her and she tried to force herself to relax.

“You’re important in my life, I’m serious about you. So my mom should meet you, it’s time,” I said decisively.

Christina smiled at me tenderly just as we pulled up to my house. I got her suitcase from the trunk and then followed her inside.

“Home sweet home?” I said with one quirked eyebrow and Christina smiled.