Needing Nita (7 page)

Craig woke up knowing someone was watching him. He opened his eyes to find Nita lying beside him, her head propped on her elbow as she studied his face.

“Morning,” he said.

“Good morning.”

He glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand. Almost nine o’clock. Good thing he’d wrangled two days off, or he’d be getting chewed out for the second day in a row. “I’m sorry. I fell asleep this time.”

“I know. I watched you.”

“Do I snore?”

“Not that I noticed. But you do talk in your sleep.”

Oh, shit
. “I do? What’d I say?”

“I’m going to have to assume you were dreaming about me, with all those
please, babys
.”

“That’s a safe bet.” A lock of hair had fallen forward on her face, and he brushed it back. “So, how’s your work schedule? Anything urgent waiting for you?”

“Nothing that won’t keep. In fact, I was thinking about playing hooky. But what about you?”

“I’m off until Monday.”

She grinned. “Perfect. I’ll call in sick.” She reached for the phone and started dialing.

He waited until someone had answered, then slid under the sheet. She made a little squeaking noise when she realized he was going down on her, but she didn’t fight him.

“Brad?” Her voice came out breathless.

Craig parted her labia and breathed on her tender exposed sex.

“I’m not — aaaah!—”

He smiled as he lapped at her.

“I’m not feeling up to coming in this morning, Brad. I’m going to need the day off.”

He closed his mouth around her clitoris and suckled.

“
Yes!
I mean, yes, that’s it exactly. Bubonic plaque. Thank you. I’ll make it up to you. Bye.”

He heard her hang the phone up, then he felt her hands in his hair.

“Come up here!’

He obeyed, slithering up her body with the maximum of friction.

“You realize Brad knows we were making out?”

He grinned. “Honey, I’m pretty sure he would have put that together without my help.”

“Yeah, but he knows we were making out
while I was on the phone!
”

“Un-huh.” He nuzzled her neck. God, she smelled good. Like the soap from the shower they’d taken before they crashed. Okay, before
he
crashed.

“You’re incorrigible.”

“I try.” He kissed her mouth, and there was silence in the room for a few minutes. When he broke the kiss and started nuzzling his way down her neck, she stopped him.

“Wait! Before you’re inside me again giving me mind-blowing orgasms, I need to say something.”

He stopped. “What?”

“You know how yesterday you said I was the one?”

His heart tripped, then started to thunder. “Yeah?”

“Well, you’re the one for me, too.”

Oh, Jesus. “You don’t need to say it,” he said quickly. “I know you weren’t hung up on me the way I was on you, but I’m happy you’re giving us a chance. I know I can make you happy, and I think—”

“Oh, for Pete’s sake, shut up, will you?” she growled. “I’m trying to tell you that you were the one, right from that first moment. I knew it, but I was too stubborn to act on it. I convinced myself that if I got together with you, I’d be ruined professionally once you got what you wanted. But now I think I was just protecting myself. I was scared. Scared to take a chance. Scared of intimacy with someone I instinctively knew could crush me without even trying. So I took the coward’s way out with that ‘no cops’ rule.”

“Are you saying…?”

“That I love you? Yes. That’s exactly what I’m saying. But I didn’t want to say it last night. I figured you’d think it was just because you’d given me the most amazing tantric orgasm of my life.”

“Say it again!”

“I love you.”

“No, the thing about me giving you the best orgasm of your—”

“Craig Walker!” She swatted him.

He responded by pinning her arms above her head.

“Bully.” She glared at him.

“Say it again.” God, he loved her.

“What? The orgasm thing? Forget it.”

“No, the love thing.”

She softened beneath him. “I love you, you jerk.”

He threw back his head and laughed. “I did warn you I could be an ass.”

“I guess you did,” she grumbled.

“Can we get married now?”

“No.”

“Engaged?”

“Not yet.”

“Can we have sex?”

“God, yes.”

And once again there was silence in the room.

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