“You belong to me.” I take her by the chin and she looks into my eyes. “Say it, Brooklyn.”
“I belong to you,” she repeats and smiles at me.
“Let’s forget about this morning and focus on the future. Our future.”
“I like the sound of that,” she says as she cuddles close to me.
“Good, because you’re mine all weekend long, and we’ve got your family reunion on Sunday.”
“Oh god.” She straightens up and looks at me with wide eyes. “I forgot all about that.”
“I wouldn’t forget an opportunity to show off my girl.” I kiss her again and she melts into me.
After we talk some more about when I’m going to pick her up after work and logistics about this weekend, I feel the car come to a stop.
I hop out and grab the food from the driver that he must have somehow gotten when we were occupied. I hand the food and coffee to Brooklyn and kiss her goodbye before I watch her walk into the school.
She sends me a text just as the driver is pulling out of the parking lot, telling me she misses me already. God, I love that shit. I send her back a message and a gif with a kitten because I know how much she loves them.
I tuck my phone into my sweats and lean back in the seat. Thoughts of her race through my mind and I’m already missing her. But it’s good she has to go to work today, because I need to take care of some business. Namely my cousin Josh and how the fuck he was involved in all of this.
That motherfucker is a snake in the grass waiting to strike, but I’ve got my eyes on him. If he’s willing to go this far to take me down, there isn’t much he won’t do. Clearly he knows about Brooklyn now, so I need to make sure she’s as protected as possible.
I’m willing to do whatever it takes to get back at him, but I won’t put the woman I love at risk.
The woman I love. That plays on a loop in my head as I make my way back to the city.
Chapter Twelve
Brookyln
It’s not until I get to the parking lot that I remember I didn't drive my car to school today. I’d been in such a rush to get out I’d completely forgotten. I’m not sure how, because all day I thought about what we’d done in the back of the car. The orgasm hit me so hard that it turned my world upside down. I think so many emotions were simmering inside of me that it was a release of everything all at once. I’d gone from thinking Dash and I were over to realizing we can have it all.
I feel bad that I questioned him since he’s been so good to me from the moment he stepped into my life. It might be terrible, but I’m happy he didn't remember going out on those other dates. I could see from the confusion on his face that he truly didn't recall any of them. The girls actually found it kind of adorable according to the texts they’ve sent throughout the day. Who doesn't want a man who can’t remember another woman besides you?
“Buttercup.” I turn at the sound of Dash’s voice and see him dressed in a suit and leaning up against his car.
“I forgot I didn't drive.” I make my way toward him and as soon as I’m within reach, he wraps me up in his arms and kisses me.
“I never forget when it comes to you.” His voice is deep and so damn sexy it makes my body tingle.
“Good, because you make me forget everything.” I drop another quick kiss on his mouth, knowing we’re in the school parking lot. All the kids have cleared out, but some teachers still linger. Some of them love gossip and I don't want to be next week's topic of discussion. “Can we stop by my place? I need to pack my bag.”
“I think we can do that.” He slides me down his body until my feet hit the ground. I always forget how tall he is until I’m pressed up against him.
He opens the door for me and I scoot over so he can slide in next to me. He grabs my hand, tangling our fingers together, and I sigh in contentment.
“I missed you,” I say, resting my head on his shoulder. How can I know him for such a short time and already miss him so much when we’re not together?
“Missed you too.” I turn my head and tilt it up, wanting another kiss. His hand slips into my hair and he gives me exactly what I want. I could get used to being picked up like this every day. He grabs me and pulls me onto his lap. “Tell me about your day.”
“It was long but fun. The boys and girls are usually a little rambunctious on Fridays.” I ramble on about what we did and he hangs on to my every word.
“You really love kids, don’t you?” He smiles as he says it.
“I do. I can’t wait to one day have my own.”
“We’ll have our own,” he corrects me, and my heart flutters.
“How many do you want?”
“I never thought much past having only one. But now?” He kisses me again and it's filled with the promise of many.
We pull up to my place a moment later, and as much as I don’t want to stop kissing Dash, talking about babies has me ready to get to his place as soon as possible. I’m ready to be truly alone with him.
He helps me out of the car and walks me up to my
