On The Rocks

“She said that in anger—trust me,” I tell her, squeezing her waist where I’m holding on to her.

“But… she sounded so disgusted by it. I don’t think she thinks I should be with you. She didn’t seem too mad at you.”

“Gabs,” I murmur to her with patience. “I’m telling you… she’ll be fine. She’s probably over it already. You guys fight… it happens.”

She doesn’t say anything for a moment, but when she does, it tears my heart up. “I’m not good enough for you.”

I release my hold on her and roll over, pushing her on her back. Hovering over her, I ask, “What? Why would you think that?”

Gabby stares at me a moment, her eyes haunted with insecurity, and it makes me want to strip her naked, slide into her, and fuck the doubt right out of her. But that’s not appropriate, nor does it address the issue.

“You are amazing and way too good for the likes of me,” I tell her sincerely. “Look what I did to you five years ago… and you gave me another chance.”

She shakes her head in denial. “No—don’t you see? Casey doesn’t think I should be with you. It’s why I didn’t tell her, because I knew deep down she wouldn’t approve. And I can’t measure up to someone like Sasha. I mean, geez, Hunter… she was a pro surfer, and she’s beautiful. She belongs in your world. I don’t.”

“Gabby, you’re wrong about this. Casey will come around, and as far as Sasha… well, you’re just really wrong about that. She doesn’t hold a candle to you… I promise.”

She doesn’t believe me… I can tell.

Which is frustrating, because Gabby is a very smart girl and you can usually appeal to her common sense. Apparently, she’s lost every bit that she used to possess, because my words aren’t penetrating.

So if words won’t make her understand, the only way is to show her with action.

Acting decisively, I move my body over hers, settling against the heat between her legs. My dick starts to grow hard from the contact.

Gabby’s eyes go wide. “What are you doing?”

“There’s apparently no reasoning with you, so I’m going to show you why we are good together.”

I lean down to kiss her, but she stops me dead. “This is just sex, Hunter. It doesn’t mean we belong together.”

Her words piss me off, and she’s in a mindset that I’m not sure I can change right now, but I still feel compelled to push back. “Wrong, Gabs. It’s more than ‘just sex,’ and you know it. People that just have sex don’t sleep together at night, their arms tightly holding on to each other, even in slumber. People that just have sex don’t watch morning sunrises together, nor do they go grocery shopping together. More importantly, I’ve known you most of my life. I’ve watched you grow up and, once upon a time, I crushed your young heart. Then you forgave my foolishness and invited me inside your body. So you better believe your sweet ass that this is more than ‘just sex’. It’s a whole lot more and, if you’d just accept that, things would go a lot smoother between the two of us.”

With my tirade over, Gabby just stares at me, blinking rapidly. I search for some type of reaction in her eyes… anything to give me a clue if I should kiss her or get dressed and leave.

The reaction I get is not expected. Gabby’s lips curl north, and then split into a blinding smile. “That was quite a mouthful, Mr. Markham.”

I’m relieved by her reaction, so it is no hardship to smile back at her. “I’m glad you think so. Does that mean you understand and accept what I’m saying?”

“I’m not an idiot,” she pouts prettily. I have to dig my nails into my palms not to lean down and bite her lower lip.

“But do you really mean that… that Casey will get over this?” She’s still truly worried about that, and I get it.