Page 104 of Surviving Slater

He looked agitated and his fingers drummed the steering wheel.

"Does it bug you?" I asked, trying to understand why he asked the question. Granted, Connor had called me a lot more lately because of the whole background-check thing and unearthing the information about Slater's sister. It wasn't information I was ready to share with him yet, though.

He frowned before looking at me briefly. "Yes."

He was jealous! Instead of feeling angry or outraged, I felt happy. It reinforced that he cared about me and I really needed it at that moment.

"You have nothing to worry about," I assured him, and I put my hand over his that rested on his thigh.

He gave me another intense look before his fingers threaded with mine.

It was late by the time we got back into town.

"You want to spend the night with me?" he asked.

"Yes," I said, leaning my head against his shoulder.

It took another ten minutes before he pulled up outside his condo. He took my bag as I got out of the passenger side. He led me by the hand to his place and opened the door. Once inside, he closed the door and put my bag down.

"Are you tired?" he asked, giving me that intense Slater-look. There was more going on in his mind than he was letting on.

"No," I said. He walked to me, intent and purpose in every step.

When he reached me, his hands framed my face and his mouth covered mine. I held on as my feelings, intermingled with the intense chemical reaction between the two of us, exploded.

"I need you now," he said against my lips, his hands on my shirt. I lifted my arms as he lifted it off me.

Our mouths met again, tongues twirling as I began to unbutton his jeans. We broke away long enough for him to get rid of his shirt.

He kissed me while my arms wrapped around his neck. He lifted me off my feet and I wrapped my legs around his waist, needing him as urgently as he wanted me.

I felt the counter beneath me as he set me down on it before stepping back to unzip my jeans and pull them off me with my panties. So many times I had believed we would never be together like this again, and I held on to every touch of my skin against his while I kissed him hard, desperate to connect with him physically as well as emotionally.

He took a few seconds to get protection and slid it on before he filled me, his mouth covering mine as I gasped. My hands threaded through his hair as he thrust into me.

It was hard and quick. And once we both climaxed, I rested my head against his shoulder, trying to catch my breath. But there was something missing. Physically it had felt so right but there had been no emotional connection. It had been sex and nothing more.

I let out a heavy breath, trying to figure out why.

"Are you okay?" he asked, studying me.

I nodded, not quite trusting myself to talk. He studied me for a moment before he pressed a kiss to my forehead.

He lifted me off the counter and I wrapped my legs around him, hugging him close as he carried me to his bedroom.

He put me down on the bed before disappearing into the bathroom to get rid of the condom. When he returned, I was still sitting in the same place. He removed the rest of my clothes and tucked me into the bed.

I lay in his bed, hugging a pillow as I watched him strip naked. He switched off the light and slid into bed with me.

His hands reached for me and I went to him, loving the feel of his strong arms around me. But even lying with him, having just shared the most intimate action two people could share, I knew I had lost him already.

I could delay the inevitable but no matter when I told him, it would be over and I would have to let him go. I burrowed deeper, not wanting to admit I would soon lose him.

Just one more night,I told myself. In the morning I would tell him everything.

"I love you," I whispered to him, but this time he didn't pull back or run away. This time he stayed.

He eased me out of his arms and kissed me. This time when our bodies moved against each other, there was a tenderness that hadn't been between us before when he had taken me on the kitchen counter.