As Audrey knelt on the bed she took Tate’s chin in her hand. “Baby, I don’t want anyone but you. I would never cheat on you, I respect you too much. I will delete his number, block it, but you have to trust me, you have to believe I would never hurt you.”
Tate took in another long breath, he was so f**king tired. It had been a rough season so far. Being the new team member had been stressful. His family’s death was still heavy on his heart. When he had thought all was lost, he found it wasn’t, because through all that darkness came this beautiful, special light.
Audrey.
Nodding, Tate moved his hands around her, looking deep in her eyes before he said, “You are right. I’m sorry. You drive me wild, love. I don’t want anyone to have you but me.”
Audrey nodded, her lips dusting his, “And I don’t want anyone but you.”
Moving her fingers through his hair, she pulled him close, her lips inches from his. Tate closed his eyes, taking in her scent as his hands teased the lace of her bottom. Looking deep into her eyes, he reached up, moving a piece of her hair out of her eyes before he ran his thumb over her cheek. She gave him a small smile, pressing her body against his, causing his body to catch on fire from the feel of her softness. Closing his eyes, he said, “Good, because you got me, love. All of me.”
Chapter 20
Audrey had spent the day shopping for the perfect outfit. She had gone to get everything done: hair, nails, and her eyebrows. She was polished, primed, and ready for the evening out. She wanted to look good so when she stood beside Tate, Fallon and Lucas would think they belonged together. Was it crazy? Sure, but it was their first outing together as a couple and she wanted it to be a success.
In her grey thigh-length dress that had ruffles along the bust, a yellow ribbon around the waist and flared out at her thighs, she felt great! Her hair was perfection; done with a braid along her scalp. The yellow and grey eye shadow she had gotten from Sephora made her eyes pop. When she paired the dress with Gucci yellow pumps, she felt gorgeous and she couldn’t wait for Tate to see her.
It had been five days since she left him and their almost ‘big fight’. She had been so nervous when she saw him holding her phone with a text from Levi on it, she didn’t know what to do. Thankfully, Tate listened and realized that Audrey wanted nothing to do with Levi. The great thing was that Levi hadn’t texted her since. Audrey felt good. She felt as if a thunder cloud was gone from over her head. Since Tate was home, Audrey not only felt complete, she felt like the sun was shining and all was well in the world.
Corny, yes.
Did she care? Nope.
She was too happy to care.
Audrey was standing at the island, balancing her checkbook when Tate walked in. She looked over at him and smiled. He had a bright grin on his face, his hair falling in his eyes as he looked at her from her head to her toes.
“I am supposed to take you out in public like that?” he asked, still watching her as he took off his jacket. “I would rather take you upstairs,” he said with a wink.
Audrey bit her lip while her body sang for his. When he winked, or bit his lip while holding her gaze with those bedroom eyes of his, she swore it was as if he was ripping her clothes off and having his way with her. If they didn’t have somewhere to be, she would have allowed him to take her upstairs, but they had to be at Fallon’s in less than an hour.
Smiling, Audrey said, “That would be a waste of a really pretty dress.”
Tate nodded as he started towards her. That was when Audrey noticed his shirt, but before she could say anything, Tate wrapped her in his arms, meeting his mouth with hers. Audrey’s eyes drifted shut. Her hands came up to rest on his chest as he continued to kiss her. But in the back of her mind she pictured his light green shirt. He looked amazing in black slacks, a dark green tie and his light green shirt, but she swore he had told her he was wearing a yellow shirt. She bit his lip softly before slowly backing away.
“Mm, I love it when you do that,” he said against her lips.
She smiled, nipping again as his hands squeezed her hips. Giggling, Audrey pulled back, looking up into his eyes, “Tate,” she said softly.
“Yes, love?”
She shot him another small smile before saying, “I thought you said you were gonna wear a yellow shirt.”
Tate shrugged his shoulders, “I changed my mind, why?”
“Because I planned my outfit to coordinate with yours. I wanted us to match. We’d be dressed alike which basically means we belong together.”
Tate arched a brow, a smile tugging at his lips, “We do belong together love, we don’t need to match for that.”
“I’d like if we did,” she said with a grin, “Fallon will be watching everything we do.”
Tate shrugged his shoulders, “So? Let her watch. We are great together. Matching outfits will not help or change that.”
Audrey gave him a pouty look, knowing he wasn’t going to budge. When he only grinned at her, shaking his head, she said, “So no matchy matchy?”
Tate shook his head, “No, we don’t want to be too attractive, then it won’t be believable.”
“Too attractive?”
Tate smiled, his eyes drifting down her body, “Yeah, you are so, so hot, and then I am a good looking guy, so you put us together and it will blow people away. Make us match and, Audrey, I would need to say a prayer for the general public. We are going to your sister’s. We don’t want to make them jealous do we?”
Tate took in another long breath, he was so f**king tired. It had been a rough season so far. Being the new team member had been stressful. His family’s death was still heavy on his heart. When he had thought all was lost, he found it wasn’t, because through all that darkness came this beautiful, special light.
Audrey.
Nodding, Tate moved his hands around her, looking deep in her eyes before he said, “You are right. I’m sorry. You drive me wild, love. I don’t want anyone to have you but me.”
Audrey nodded, her lips dusting his, “And I don’t want anyone but you.”
Moving her fingers through his hair, she pulled him close, her lips inches from his. Tate closed his eyes, taking in her scent as his hands teased the lace of her bottom. Looking deep into her eyes, he reached up, moving a piece of her hair out of her eyes before he ran his thumb over her cheek. She gave him a small smile, pressing her body against his, causing his body to catch on fire from the feel of her softness. Closing his eyes, he said, “Good, because you got me, love. All of me.”
Chapter 20
Audrey had spent the day shopping for the perfect outfit. She had gone to get everything done: hair, nails, and her eyebrows. She was polished, primed, and ready for the evening out. She wanted to look good so when she stood beside Tate, Fallon and Lucas would think they belonged together. Was it crazy? Sure, but it was their first outing together as a couple and she wanted it to be a success.
In her grey thigh-length dress that had ruffles along the bust, a yellow ribbon around the waist and flared out at her thighs, she felt great! Her hair was perfection; done with a braid along her scalp. The yellow and grey eye shadow she had gotten from Sephora made her eyes pop. When she paired the dress with Gucci yellow pumps, she felt gorgeous and she couldn’t wait for Tate to see her.
It had been five days since she left him and their almost ‘big fight’. She had been so nervous when she saw him holding her phone with a text from Levi on it, she didn’t know what to do. Thankfully, Tate listened and realized that Audrey wanted nothing to do with Levi. The great thing was that Levi hadn’t texted her since. Audrey felt good. She felt as if a thunder cloud was gone from over her head. Since Tate was home, Audrey not only felt complete, she felt like the sun was shining and all was well in the world.
Corny, yes.
Did she care? Nope.
She was too happy to care.
Audrey was standing at the island, balancing her checkbook when Tate walked in. She looked over at him and smiled. He had a bright grin on his face, his hair falling in his eyes as he looked at her from her head to her toes.
“I am supposed to take you out in public like that?” he asked, still watching her as he took off his jacket. “I would rather take you upstairs,” he said with a wink.
Audrey bit her lip while her body sang for his. When he winked, or bit his lip while holding her gaze with those bedroom eyes of his, she swore it was as if he was ripping her clothes off and having his way with her. If they didn’t have somewhere to be, she would have allowed him to take her upstairs, but they had to be at Fallon’s in less than an hour.
Smiling, Audrey said, “That would be a waste of a really pretty dress.”
Tate nodded as he started towards her. That was when Audrey noticed his shirt, but before she could say anything, Tate wrapped her in his arms, meeting his mouth with hers. Audrey’s eyes drifted shut. Her hands came up to rest on his chest as he continued to kiss her. But in the back of her mind she pictured his light green shirt. He looked amazing in black slacks, a dark green tie and his light green shirt, but she swore he had told her he was wearing a yellow shirt. She bit his lip softly before slowly backing away.
“Mm, I love it when you do that,” he said against her lips.
She smiled, nipping again as his hands squeezed her hips. Giggling, Audrey pulled back, looking up into his eyes, “Tate,” she said softly.
“Yes, love?”
She shot him another small smile before saying, “I thought you said you were gonna wear a yellow shirt.”
Tate shrugged his shoulders, “I changed my mind, why?”
“Because I planned my outfit to coordinate with yours. I wanted us to match. We’d be dressed alike which basically means we belong together.”
Tate arched a brow, a smile tugging at his lips, “We do belong together love, we don’t need to match for that.”
“I’d like if we did,” she said with a grin, “Fallon will be watching everything we do.”
Tate shrugged his shoulders, “So? Let her watch. We are great together. Matching outfits will not help or change that.”
Audrey gave him a pouty look, knowing he wasn’t going to budge. When he only grinned at her, shaking his head, she said, “So no matchy matchy?”
Tate shook his head, “No, we don’t want to be too attractive, then it won’t be believable.”
“Too attractive?”
Tate smiled, his eyes drifting down her body, “Yeah, you are so, so hot, and then I am a good looking guy, so you put us together and it will blow people away. Make us match and, Audrey, I would need to say a prayer for the general public. We are going to your sister’s. We don’t want to make them jealous do we?”
