"I'll start looking into getting you some security," he says with a slight nod of his head. Security? Seriously? I'm about to protest aloud when I stop myself; we're on the road to forgiveness and moving on. I need to get on board, even if the thought of me walking around London with a security guard seems pretentious and ridiculous.
"Okay, if that's what you think is best." I give him a gentle smile as my hands lightly play with his curls. His body moves slightly closer towards me as he nods. The discussion feels like it's reached a natural stopping point, but with Rhodes, you never know. I decide to try and lighten the mood, stretching my torso upwards and pulling his head downwards to press a soft kiss to his lips. Though he doesn't kiss me back, I continue to press little kisses across his stubble. I can feel his stress melting away as I continue to run my hands through his hair and press my lips against his skin. I pull my head back slightly and brush my nose against his.
"Stop being cute; I'm still mad at you," he says gruffly, but I'm not convinced. I let out a slight giggle in response and hook one of my legs around him, pulling his body closer to me. I continue to press light kisses across his face before I trail my lips up to his ear, gently nipping at the lobe. Rhodes sighs gently as his hands remove themselves from the counter and are placed on my hips, softly rubbing the skin underneath my sweater with his thumb.
"You sure you're still mad at me?" I ask him quietly, tilting my head with a slight smile across my lips. He gives a slight huff before bringing up one of his hands to cup my cheek.
"Yes... not really, a little," he says unconvincingly. I pull his head down with my hand and this time he does kiss me back. Slow and gentle, my lips parting to allow him to slip in his tongue. He does, and his hand on my hip grips onto me tightly as he pulls me to the edge of the counter. I tug on his hair, urging him to move even closer until I am completely consumed by him. He lets out a slight groan as our lips part before he attaches them to my neck, kissing and biting across the skin. I moan out slightly, the feeling of his teeth against my neck making my toes curl. He finally brings his head back up and presses his forehead against mine.
"Still mad?" I tease him with a soft grin. He lets out a slight chuckle as he shakes his head.
"I guess not," Rhodes replies, his hand that was placed on my cheek now tucking some of my hair behind my ear. A wave of relief flows over me. I let out a gentle sigh, leaning my head into his touch.
"I haven't completely ruined moving day, have I?" I ask as I brush my lips against his.