The Bad Boy Next Door(87)By: Jody Holford
“Maybe not. But it’s kind of fun. Those cookies smell awesome,” he said. He leaned down and nuzzled her neck, sending a shiver through her body. She knew exactly where that would lead if she didn’t stop him now.
Pushing back, she patted his chest. “You can have one, but that’s it. My family will be here soon.”
When she started to go around him, he took her arm and pulled her back. “You nervous about me meeting them?”
She laughed. “I probably should have told them we were living together, but I think it’ll be easier face-to-face.”
“With me by your side?”
Lifting her hand to his cheek, she let the overwhelming feelings of joy and love swamp her. “Always.”
Without warning, he scooped her up in his arms. “You should change since we have company coming.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “You don’t have to carry me, you know.”
But she couldn’t help loving it when he did.
He strode to their bedroom. Their bedroom. Just thinking it made her feel giddy. “I like having you as close as possible.”
He followed her down onto the bed. Shay wound her fingers into his hair, loving the feel of his weight on her, surrounding her. “I like that, too. A lot. But you should stop. We don’t have time for this.”
“We could make time,” he said, nuzzling the spot under her ear.
“I have to tell my family I’ve not only met someone, but am in a serious relationship and living with a man. I am not getting caught in the middle of anything.”
Wyatt levered up and grinned down at her. “If they say anything, you could always tell them I ask once a day to make it forever.”
Her heartstrings tightened. He did ask every day. Sometimes in the morning, while they were eating breakfast. Sometimes after they’d made love. And other times, when they were just cuddled together on the couch. She knew the answer and so did he, but they hadn’t made it official. She was trying to be logical, to not let her heart rule her head, but every time he looked at her like he was now, she wondered why she was waiting.
She reached up and pulled his face down to hers and whispered against his lips, “Ask me again.”
He pulled back but only a little. Her heart beat in quick bursts. Wyatt framed her face with his hands. “Marry me.”
When he kissed her, she felt the subtle shaking of his body and the heavy beat of his heart against her own. She’d come to Boston for a fresh start and instead, she’d found her future.
This book became so much more than I imagined it could. That’s because Stacy and Alexa pushed me to make it that way and I’m so happy with the result. Thank you to both of you. To everyone at Entangled who worked with me on this one (and the last). I feel so lucky to be part of this family. To my own family who never stops supporting me. I love you guys. I may have mentioned that once or twice. To the Romance Chicks—2017 is going to be a great year for all of us. Every book deserves a shout out to my constants—the people that talk me down, talk me up, remind me I can do this, or just make me laugh and tell me it’ll be okay: Matt, Bren, Tara, Kara. Every time. Thank you. To Christy for being a non-stop sounding board. To the fantastic five. You guys are insanely awesome. Stacey S., you’re going to have to share Wyatt for a bit. To Fran, for helping me get where I wanted to go. It’s a really good place to be. Thank you, readers, for wanting to know Wyatt’s story. I hope you enjoy it.