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She smiles. “I’m not avoiding anything. I know what I want. What doyouwant?”
The question of all questions. Do I do this? Do I do this for myself? Do I give us a chance? I don’t have a clue how to be a good boyfriend. Is that what I am? A forty-four-year-old boyfriend?
“Considering we’re out together, sitting close together at a romantic restaurant, I don’t think it matters what we’re doing. The town is going to call this one.”
“Now who’s avoiding, Vince?”
I sit back in my chair, watching her with a smile. She lays her hand on my thigh and I cover it with mine. “I don’t know how to date. I’ve never had to learn.”
“Then let me teach you, Chief Hunter.”
“Just like that, huh? God, Daisy, your confidence amazes me.” My eyes linger on hers and our fingers thread together. “How did we get here?”
“When I see something great, I go for it.”
“Are you sure you want to go for it with an old man?”
She chuckles. “From what I saw the other night, there’s nothing old about you.”
“There’s more to life than just sex.”
“Great sex.”
“Great sex. But I’m being serious, Daisy. My life is hard, my job is hard. You know I can be a bossy asshole who’s only happy when I get my way.”
“I like things my way, too, Vince. But sometimes life brings you someone to help even things out. We can learn how to share the top spot together.” Her words run through me, exhilarating me. “Sometimes, I don’t mind bowing down.” She squeezes my thigh, a teasing look across her face, and I’m just about out of patience.
Leaning close to her, I whisper into her ear, my tone coming out a bit more gruffly than expected. “If I’m not inside you in the next ten minutes, I just might die.” I pull out my wallet and throw a few bills on the table. It’s more than enough to cover. “Let’s go.”
ChapterTwelve
DAISY
This. This is what I want. Vince is in charge every day. For the last how many years, he’s taken care of everyone. He accepted the top role at the station and is in charge of keeping his officers and town safe. He stood next to his daughter every step of the way through high school, college and now. He’s helped the Casanova Family when their sons were hurting.
And the fact he just admitted to me he doesn’t know how to date tells me everything I already knew.
This man needs love. This man needs a safety zone to be in. And I’m going to give it to him.
We make quick steps to his truck and within minutes, we’re racing down the street to his house. He hasn’t said a word and the tension inside the cab of his truck feels like he’s about to break. We pass red and green lights along the way. I’d make a comment about it always being Christmas, but he’s not hearing me right now.
We pull into his driveway and he cuts the engine.
“Wait.”
He jumps out and comes around to my door, opens it, helps me out and all about drags me up the walk.
“Vince! Slow down!”
He stops, turns and bends at the waist, catching me under mine and throwing me into a fireman’s carry. Laughing, I exclaim, “what are you doing?” I smack his ass as I hang over his shoulder, but he doesn’t stop.
He fumbles with the key in the door, but we’re inside within moments. “Clock is ticking, Daisy. I told you I had to be inside you in ten minutes. I think right now we’re at seven minutes.”
I slide down out of his hold and instead of remaining steadying on my feet, I let my knees hit the floor right here in the hall and begin working to undo his belt.
“Oh, fuck.”
“Inside is inside, right?” He’s watching me with complete awe right now and I feel on top of the world. This is it. I want to take care of him, take care of someone who adores me. I see it in his eyes. He doesn’t think he deserves anything good and I don’t know why.