Taking Shots (Assassins, #1)(101)

“Probably, plus it’s going to be real hard to skate like this when you’re attached to my waist.” Elli started to giggle before placing a kiss in the middle of his chest. She looked up at him, before noticing the bite mark she had left earlier.

“Goodness, I got you good.”

He looked over at his shoulder, then back down at her with a smirk on his face, “Oh, yeah, you did, I like it.”

She giggled, smacking his chest before pulling away and kicking off her shoes. “I need to get in the shower.” She started for the bedroom but stopped in the kitchen when she saw the largest bouquet of pink calla lilies she had ever seen. “Aw, Shea!” she gushed, leaning over to smell the flowers; she picked the card out, and smiled at his messy handwriting.

You’re amazing Elli, simply amazing.

Love, Shea

Shea came into the kitchen, grinning at her. “You smooth talker you,” she gushed, leaning over and kissing him. When they parted she was still smiling as she reread the card. “I love them, thank you.”

“You’re welcome, baby,” he said going around the island to the fridge. “I told my mom we would come over early since I got home early.”

“Oh, yeah, sorry I got distracted. I’ll be quick,” she said, putting the card back into the bouquet and heading for the bedroom as Shea chuckled. She started to take off her clothes as she made her way to the bathroom, when she reached the bathroom; she started the shower as she took her hair down. When she stepped in, she let out a satisfied sigh as the nine jets hit her from every angle.

God, she loved this shower.

She heard the door open as she was washing her hair, and then the sink running and clanking as Shea got out his bag from the drawer.

“Whatcha doin’?” she asked as she lathered her hair up.

“Shaving, my mom doesn’t like my beard.”

“Oh.”

Elli went under the main jet, washing the shampoo out of her hair. As she came back out to apply the conditioner, Shea said, “So it was nice greeting you when you came in.” Elli’s hands stopped and she looked out the glass at him. He was lathering up his face, not looking at her.

“It was.”

“It could be like that all the time, you know.”

Scheming man.

“It could.”

She then watched as he leaned against the sink, looking up at the ceiling. He had shaving cream all over his face, his razor in one hand as his other one moved, kinda like he was saying ‘Come on’ with his hand. She shook her head, going under the water to wash the conditioner out.

When she came out from under the water, he said “So do you want to move in? Or maybe we could look for another place, a bigger one.” She closed her eyes, why couldn’t it be an easy ‘Yes! I would love too!’ instead of her freaking out. She shut the water off, grabbing a towel as she open the door. She wrapped herself up in it as she stepped out. He was facing the mirror again, not watching her as she dried off, which was good because she was still a little naked shy around him.

“I don’t know Shea, I mean like I said that’s such a big step. We’ve only been dating for two months.”

Shea turned looking over at her, only half of his face shaved, the other half white from the shaving cream, “I know, but you’re already here a lot.”

“That was when I was busy but I’m not no more, so I could go home a decent hour now.”

“But you haven’t left the condo since I left.”

“Because I missed you, being with your stuff made me feel better.”

“Okay, so when I’m home for good you’re not going to want to stay here?”

“I don’t know Shea, why do we need to label it? Can’t we just go as we are?”

“I mean we could, but wouldn’t it be easier to have all your clothes here, all your shoes? Some of the pictures you’ve taken?”

“It would, but I don’t think I’m ready for that.”

He made a face, “What does that mean?”

“It means that moving in is taking a big step, how would I explain that to my daddy, or Papa, they are gonna wanna know where the ring is.”

“What do they say now?”

“They don’t know!” she yelled throwing her arms up in the air, losing her temper. He was so damn persistent; he couldn’t just let it be. “I mean what do you want me to do, Shea, say no? Cause I don’t want to, I just want to keep on as we are.”

Elli watched as Shea nodded, hurt filling his eyes. He turned looking back at the mirror to continue shaving. She stood watching him shave, waiting for him to say something.

“Can you go get ready? We need to go.”

That was not what she wanted him to say.

She let out a frustrated huff and headed out in the bedroom, going into the closet. She grabbed her dress and her shoes out of the box before leaving the closet to lay everything on the bed. She went to the drawer that she had been putting her panties and bras in, and grabbed one of each, along with a pair of black sheer tights. As she got dressed, she couldn’t help thinking about their conversation. Elli didn’t want to fight with him while he was home, what was the big deal? He wanted her to move in, she basically already had, so what was the big deal moving in some more things?