Taking in a deep breath, Tate shook his head. “You drive me mad, you know that?”

Audrey smiled as she nodded, “And you still like me, apparently.”

He laughed as he nodded, “I do, so say it.”

“Say what?” Audrey asked confused.

“Say you are my woman, that you are my girlfriend.”

She smiled as she rolled her eyes, “I guess I am.”

He laughed, taking her closer in his arms as he kissed the stuffing out of her. When they parted, they both lay back against the plush pillows and looked up into the sky. Blissfully happy, Audrey cuddled against Tate’s side, looking up at his profile as he watched the sky. When he glanced down at her, catching her staring at him, he smiled and kissed her temple. Pulling back, he looked down at her as she still looked up at him. Laughing, he said, “What?”

“Question.”

He nodded, “Okay?”

“Have you loved a lot of people?”

It was something she had wanted to ask him for a while. She knew of his ex, but nothing more. He really didn’t know much about her past lovers either. They had talked about everything under the sun, except that. And since, Audrey was pretty sure she was falling in love with him, she wanted to know everything.

Tate shook his head, “No, I loved Elsa, but other than her, not really. I dated a lot, and had sex with a lot of women, but no, I’ve only loved one.”

“Wow,” she said feeling stupid. Not only had she dated a lot but she loved every single one of those guys. Or at least she thought she did.

“What?”

“I have loved every man I have been with. Pathetic, huh?”

Tate shook his head, “Maybe you never really loved them, you just thought you did.”

Well didn’t he just read her mind? Audrey giggled as she looked over at him, “That’s a little deeper than I thought you would ever go. Isn’t a guy your age only supposed to think of sex, sex, and maybe sex?”

Tate laughed, and then pinned her with a lusty grin, “If you put your hand down my pants, you would know very well that I can be deep and think very much about sex. Sex with you, to be blunt.”

Audrey sat there shocked as laughter bubbled at the base of her throat. Sometimes Tate blew her away with his flirty, cocky swag. Not only did it shock the hell out of her, it made her want to jump on top of him and hump his face. He was just so insanely hot. “I’m not really sure if I should be offended, turned on, or disgusted right now.”

Tate bit down on his full bottom lip as he held her gaze with his, “Turned on is way more fun, don’t you think?

Why were his words like hot caresses?

“I ain’t touching that statement with a ten foot pole. Hush up and watch the stars,” she giggled looking up towards the sky.

When she felt his breath on her cheek, she gasped as he whispered, “Why don’t you want to touch it?”

She was pretty sure he was talking about his dick and not his statement, but it didn’t matter. “We are outside! I am not having sex with you out here! My ass would freeze!”

Tate chuckled as he nipped at her jaw, his hands sliding down her ass as he pushed her into the hard bulge in his pants. “I would keep it nice and warm, I promise.”

“I bet you would,” she said breathlessly, “but you’ll have to wait ‘till we go inside.”

Tate nodded. His beard tickled her as he moved his nose against hers, “Question,” he whispered.

“Mmm-hm?” she whispered back as her eyes locked with his dark-with-lust, blue ones.

“Whose bed are we not sleeping in tonight?”

And with that statement, Audrey swore she came.

Chapter 19

Audrey woke up to the sound of a piano being played. She was alone and cuddled deep in Tate’s feather soft bed, dead tired from being gloriously loved. But hearing the beautiful melody had Audrey stumbling out of bed and wrapping a sheet around her before going across the hall to his music room. Tate sat at his piano, wearing only a pair of boxers as he played a song she didn’t recognize. She smiled as she walked over to him, taking in the general beauty that was Tate.

He was lost in the music. His eyes were shut as he continued to play the song. His arm muscles would flex as he moved his fingers skillfully across the keys. It really was a site to see, and honestly, it was hard to keep her hands off him. Moving behind him, she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. She must have startled him because he jumped and the music stopped abruptly.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, still not letting him go.

“No, its fine, did I wake you?”

“Yeah, but I don’t mind,” she said, kissing his temple. His hand came up to hold her arms as he moved his other hand along the keys, playing a one-handed melody. “Are you okay?”

He nodded, kissing her hand before saying, “I am great.”

“Me too.”

He nodded, a grin on his face as he continued to play. “Do you not want to go back to bed?” she asked.

Tate shook his head, “I can’t sleep.”

“Oh, okay,” she said, kissing his cheek softly. Wanting to make him laugh, she said, “I could sleep for days after the acrobatics you put me through in the bedroom.”

Her intentions worked and Tate smiled as he nodded, “You will get used to it.”

Audrey giggled, “Lord, I hope not. I like the surprises you give me.”