Chapter 18

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I didn’t know what we were at this point. We weren’t together, but at the same time we weren’t apart. He was trying to earn my trust again, and he wasn’t doing so bad.

I had moved back with him and I was happy. He was trying really hard, and you could see it. He did want this, I could see it, but I wanted to trust him without having to think about it. He was cleaning, filling up the fridge and still keeping up with his hockey while I tried to find another job. He even bought me flowers, for no occasion when he came back from his road trip.

“Wow” I said, “I was not expecting this”

“It’s the least I can do” he smiled kissing my cheek, “you deserve it”

I grabbed a vase from the cupboard and filled it with water and stuck them in. I just put them on the kitchen table and looked at him as he stood on the other side of it.

“Why are you trying so hard?” I asked.

“Because I love you” he replied, “I want this to work, I want you to trust me again”

“I must admit” I smirked looking at the flowers than back at him, “you’re doing a pretty good job”

He came around the table and stood in front of me, towering over me. He was standing close enough for me to take in the scent of fresh soap off his skin. He knew it didn’t take much to draw me in, and right now, he was doing it.

He took my face in his hands and just studied it, like he was trying to read me. He just slowly leaned in and took my lips into a deep kiss. He took my breath away in just that moment and I couldn’t help myself. I pushed myself closer to him as I took the kiss deeper and you could feel the heat growing between us.

He pulled back only to pull my shirt over my head and I followed by unbuttoning the dress shirt, slowly, to make him want it more. He got impatient and just pulled it off, as the last few buttons scattered. I just smirked and he moved back to my mouth, picking me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He laid me down on the bed and trailed kisses down my neck and shoulders. He stood up for only a moment and slipped off his pants. He was suddenly over me again and he unbuttoned my jeans with one hand, and helped me shimmy them off and discard them in a swift motion.

His hand gently slid up my leg, stomach and then rested his hand on my cheek and placed his lips on mine for what felt like the millionth time. I arched my back as his other hand reached back and unsnapped my bra. He discarded it and our bodies intertwined together finally as my hands wandered over every inch of his body.

This wasn’t sex, he was making love to me. He was showing me how much he loved me, how much he truly wanted us. Right now, I trusted him with every fibre of my being. He was all I thought about, nothing else even mattered, I could only see him, I could only feel him.

He placed a final soft kiss on my lips that still managed to leave me breathless as he slowed down my heart rate. I rested my head on his chest without a word. I listened as his heartbeat matched mine. I just let out a long sigh and placed a gentle kiss on his chest.

“I love you” I whispered.

“I love you too”