Watching Her by Scarlett Metal

was thinking of going back to
school. Brett had even said I could help him at the tattoo shop. He hated
dealing with the business side of things and would be more than happy to hand
that over to me.

 
    We talked about that night with Sebastian every once
in a while, and it only fueled our passion. Our sex life was hotter than ever,
but so far there had not been any mention of letting him join us again.

 
    It was a rainy Sunday afternoon, and we were just
hanging around my apartment. I was on the couch in my yoga pants and t-shirt,
hair up in a messy bun, reading a book while Brett watched football.

 
    “Let’s move in together.”

 
    I looked at him. Did I just hear him right? “What
did you say?”

 
    He clicked off the TV and took the book from me,
holding my hands in his. His dark gaze drilled into me. “You heard me. I’ve
been doing a lot of thinking since that night with Sebastian.”

 
    “What about?” My heart pounded in my chest.

 
    “I love you. Totally. And you are the first person
that I ever trusted enough to share that fantasy with. And the first person I
trusted to actually even make it happen with. I want to share more fantasies
with you - sexual or not. I want to explore life with you and make all of your
dreams come true.”

 
    He put his hand on my cheek. “Please, baby, will you
move in with me? I don’t care if I move here, or if you want to move into my
place, or if we find something new together. I just want to come home to you
every day and have you in my bed every night.”

 
    I grinned at him and nodding furiously. “Yes! Yes!” I
threw myself in his arms, wrapping mine around his neck. He tumbled to the
floor with me, both of us laughing.

 
    He brushed my face with his fingers as he kissed me.
“I have a feeling that our adventures together are just beginning.”

 
    I smiled and kissed him back. I had a feeling he was
right.

 
    THE END

Acknowledgements

 
    I have so many people to
thank.

 
    My husband, thank you for
listening to me go on and on about story ideas and other writing nonsense.   I love you.

 
    My girls,
thanks for having patience with Mom while I wrote this.

 
    My Mom, thank you for
supporting me always, no matter what.

 
    Heather Heinzer ,
thank you for giving me the push that I needed to get Lizzie and Brett out into
the world and listening to my endless questions.

 
    Em Petrova , thank you for
doing an awesome job editing this story and helping me to take it further than
I had originally planned.

 
    Thank you to all my friends
that read this for me, letting me know what you thought of my hot little story.

 
    Finally, thank you for
reading this book.   I hope you find
Lizzie and Brett as sexy as I do.

 
    Scarlett