Maid for a Magnate(31)

The fear of losing her, the reality that if he didn't lay it all on the  line, then she would be out of his life for good hit him hard.

"I'm coming with you."

Cat's eyes flew open as Will tipped his head back to see her face better. "What?"

"I meant what I said. I won't give you up and you're more to me than  any business. But I can work from anywhere and I can fly to Alma when I  need to."

"You can't be serious." Panic flooded her face. "This is rushed. You  can't expect me to just say okay and we'll be on our way to  happily-ever-after. It's too fast."

Will laughed. "I've known you since you were a little girl. I dated you  four years ago and last weekend you spent nearly three days in my bed.  You said you love me and I love the hell out of you and you think this  is too fast? If we move any slower we'll be in a nursing home by the  time you wear my ring on your finger."

"I can't think." Once again she pushed him aside and moved past him. "I  can't take all this in. I mean, your dad and my mom...all of the things  that have kept us apart. And then you corner me in a laundry room of  all places to tell me you want me forever."

"So we don't do things the traditional way." He came up behind her,  gripped her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. "I'm done with  being by the book and boring. I want adventure, I want to be on a  deserted island with the only woman in the world who can make me angry,  laugh and love the way you do. I want to take care of you, I want to  wear out the words I love you and I want to have no regrets from here on  out where we are concerned."

Cat eased back against him, her head on his shoulder. "I want to  believe all of that is possible. I want to hold on to the hope that I  can still fulfill my dreams and I can have you. But I won't give up  myself, no matter how much I love you, Will."

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he leaned his cheek on her head. "I  wouldn't ask you to give up anything. I just didn't want you leaving  Alma without me. We can live wherever you want. I have a jet, I have a  yacht...well, I'll have a new one soon. I can travel where I need to be  for work and I can take you where you need to go in order to fulfill  this goal of yours. I want to be with you every step of your journey."

"I want to do it on my own," she stated, sliding her hands over his.                       
       
           



       

"I wouldn't dream of interfering," he replied. "I'll support you in any  way you need. I'll be the silent financial backer or I'll be the man  keeping your bed warm at night and staying out of the business entirely.  The choice is yours."

Cat turned in his arms, laced her hands behind his neck and stared up  at him. "Tell me this is real. Tell me you don't hate me for keeping the  secret and that you will always make me first in your life."

"It's real." He kissed her forehead. "I could never hate you." He  kissed her nose. "And you'll never question again whether you're first  in my life."

He slid his mouth across hers, gliding his hands down her body to the  hem of her shirt. Easing the hem up, he smoothed his palms up over her  bare skin, pleased when she shivered beneath his touch.

"Are you seriously trying to seduce me in a laundry room all while your  sister-in-law is throwing a party to raise money for her foundation a  few feet away?"

Will laughed as his lips traveled down the column of her throat. "I'm not trying. I'm about to succeed."

Cat's body arched back as her fingers threaded through his hair. "I  hope no partygoers take a stroll through the backyard and glance in the  window of the door," she panted when his hands brushed the underside of  her breasts.

"We already made headlines." He jerked the shirt up and over her head,  flinging it to the side without a care. "Another one won't matter at  this point."

"What will your brother think if you don't show at the party?"

Will shrugged. "James is pretty smart. I'd say he'll know exactly where I am."

Cat started working on the buttons of his shirt and soon sent the shirt  and his jacket to the floor. "We still don't have a solid plan for our  future."

Hoisting her up, Will sat her on the counter and settled between her  legs. "I know how the next several minutes are going to play out. Beyond  that I don't care so long as you're with me."

Will kissed her once more and eased back. "But I already have the perfect wedding present for you."

Cat laughed as her arms draped over his shoulders. "And what's that?"

"A maid. You'll not lift a finger for me ever. I want you to  concentrate on your design career and the babies we're going to have in  the future."

When Cat's smile widened and she tightened her hold on him, Will knew  the four years he'd worked on getting back to her were worth it.  Everything he'd sacrificed with his father and personal life was worth  this moment, knowing he was building a future with the only woman he'd  ever loved.