“Yeah, today,” he replied.
“And he’s really okay with this?”
“I know. I was pretty damn shocked that I was able to make him understand why I feel like this is the right decision. But I’ve got his support, and he’s going to talk to my mom tonight. So I guess the only real question now is what you think about the idea.”
I took a moment to really consider the idea of both of us living in New York. It was clear he’d put a lot of thought into this, and I didn’t want him to think I wasn’t taking it as seriously as he obviously had.
“Well—“ I drew the moment out. “I think it would be pretty damn fantastic to have you there with me, as long as this is really what you want to do for yourself—not just for me.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever been more sure of anything in my life, Kaylie.”
“Hot damn!” I shrieked, jumping off his lap. “I’m going to dance in New York City, Jackson!”
He watched me with a wide smile stretched across his face, his eyes lit from the inside as I danced around the room to celebrate this moment. It was like a huge burden had been lifted from my shoulders.
“I take it that means you’re okay with the idea?”
I ran across the room and tackled him on the couch. “Okay doesn’t even begin to describe how I’m feeling right now. I feel like I could take on the whole fucking world right now and win. I get to live my dream with you by my side. Did you really think that I wasn’t going to jump at the chance for that?”
He chuckled lightly. “I’ll admit I was a little worried you might think it was over the top, even for me.”
“Not at all! I can hardly wait. I get to spend my days dancing and my nights in bed with you. How awesome is that?” I asked before a thought crossed my mind. “I do get to spend my nights with you, right? I guess I kind of assumed that this meant you wanted to live together.”
“Hell yes, that’s what I’m saying, Kaylie.”
“Woohoo! We’re going to live in sin together, baby,” I teased. “Maybe we should get some practice in before we go and get buck wild tonight.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he said as he picked me up and marched down the hall towards the bedroom before tossing me onto the bed. There was a wicked gleam in his eye that made me so hot, and an idea popped into my head as I stripped off my sweater and jeans. Something that would show him how much his decision meant to me.
“Jackson,” I murmured to get his attention as he whipped off his shirt. I was distracted by the sight of his chest for a moment before I realized he was standing there, staring at me. “I want to make tonight as special for you as you made it for me, but I didn’t have time to plan something in advance.”
“Any night I get to spend with you is special, sweetheart,” he reassured me.
“But tonight’s different. Things are changing, moving to the next level. Your decision to move with me to New York? It’s huge, Jackson. You’re making sure my dreams come true just the way I imagined them,” I tried to explain.
“That’s the idea, Kaylie.”
“Then I think the least I can do is try to make one of your sexual fantasies come true, don’t you think?” I asked.
His pants dropped down his legs, and he just froze there staring at me with a shocked look on his face while they lay tangled at his feet. “Any one of them in particular or did you have something specific in mind?”
I gave him a seductive smile as I lay back on the pillows, lifting my arms above my head. I crossed my wrists and rested them on the headboard before saying, “What do you think?”
“Kaylie,” he breathed out, staring at me spread across the bed clad only in my bra and panties. No other words were said before he moved into action.
He kicked off his jeans and swiftly walked into the bathroom. I heard him slamming some cabinets as he went in search of something to tie me up with. At least that’s what I assumed he was searching for. I heard a ripping sound right before he came back in the room with strips of a torn sheet gripped in his hands.
“Are you sure about this? You don’t have to do this to pay me back for my decision. I made it for me as much as I did you.”
“I want this, Jackson. I’ve been curious about it ever since our first night together. I was scared before, but I’m ready now. You’ve proven to me that I can trust you with anything,” I reassured him.
“You can trust me, sweetheart. I swear to you, I will never do anything you aren’t comfortable with. If you don’t like it, you just tell me to stop,” he promised.