Overtime(79)

All her previous fears always dissolved away when he held her gaze. Her heart thudded in her chest as she laced her fingers at the back of his head, and she couldn’t help but think that this could be it. “I loved the old you, and I’ll love the new you. I think it’s just the you part that has my heart.”

He grinned, dropping his mouth toward hers. She held her breath as his lips grazed along hers. “I’m not giving it back either.”

“I didn’t think you would. You don’t share well.”

“Got that right,” he said roughly before taking her mouth with his. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she melted into him as their mouths danced. Maybe she didn’t make him wait, maybe she didn’t make him work or grovel like some other woman would have but, in a way, she couldn’t. She had waited and wanted this for far too long. To be with the man she loved. To have her fairy-tale ending.

Jordie was her frog turned prince, and she wasn’t letting him go.

Pulling away, he kissed her nose. “I promise I’m gonna do right by you this time around.”

She smiled, her nose pressing into his, unable to say anything. Meeting her gaze, he squeezed his arms around her, pressing his lips to her nose.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m scared,” she admitted, her eyes holding his. “Scared this is too good to be true.”

He nodded. “Yeah, I was just thinking the same thing.”

“Is that normal?”

His lips curved as he lifted her off the ground. “It’s our normal, and I’m good with it.”

Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, she whispered, “Me too.”

He smiled against her lips before she closed her eyes and kissed him. As their mouths moved together, she clung to him as he carried her into his room, laying her down and covering her body with his. When she ran her fingers up his back, he looked down at her, his eyes drinking her in, and she couldn’t help but smile.

“I had no chance,” she whispered, her fingers moving along his jaw. “I should have known I had no chance when I first saw you standing in the kitchen.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, leaning into her hand, his hand coming up to cup her breast.

“I mean, that once you had your mind set on getting me back, I had no chance.”

He nodded. “Basically,” he joked, biting her jaw. “I knew from the beginning you’d be mine again.”

He flashed her a huge grin, waggling his eyebrows, and she laughed. Dropping his face to hers, he grinned against her jaw, both of them knowing that wasn’t the truth.

“You’re full of shit,” she accused and he scoffed, pulling back to look at her.

“What are you saying? That I didn’t think I’d be lying on top of you naked, declaring I loved you, when we were at dinner earlier?”

“Exactly.”

“Well, you’d be right, but those are just details. Shut up and kiss me,” he demanded and she laughed before his mouth took hers in a heated assault. Closing her eyes tightly, she prayed that it wasn’t too good to be true. That, from then on, it was going to be easy for them. It was so easy to love him, to be completely engrossed in him, and she really didn’t want any hiccups. But as quickly as she thought that, she knew that they’d have hiccups.

One big one being Karson.

Pulling back, she looked up at him and said, “Karson is gonna kill you.”

Jordie laughed, shaking his head. “No, we’re good.”

“Um, not when we tell him we are together.”

“I promise, sugar thighs, we’re good. I talked to him earlier and told him that we talked, and he’s good with it.”

Her brows came together. “Really?”

Jordie grinned. “Don’t sound so surprised.”

She laughed. “I’m just saying, Karson isn’t good with anyone being with me, especially you. Did you forget where you got that busted lip?”

He smiled, rolling his eyes. “No, I didn’t forget, but I promise, he’s good with it.”

“Okay,” she said skeptically. “I’ll take your word for it, but if he swings at you, don’t say I didn’t tell you so.”

“So what, you want to hide us?” he asked, and she could tell he was testing her.

“No, dork, I’m just worried he’s gonna flip. And ugh, my dad would join in. You know how he is. He loves drama just as much as an old lady does.”

He gave her a look before hopping up and pointing to her. “Get dressed. We’ll go tell him now.”

She looked at him like he was crazy, scoffing. “Shut up and come here. Don’t be silly.”

“No, really,” he said, glancing at the clock. “They’re all up, we can tell everyone.”

“Are you serious?” she laughed, looking at the clock herself and seeing that it was only seven. Her family was up, but still, he was crazy! “You don’t want to get used to the idea of us before we tell my family about it?”

His face scrunched up. “Kacey, I’ve been used to the idea of us. What, you’re not?”

She sat up, holding her hands out. “Whoa, now, that’s not what I’m saying.”

“Then what are you saying?”