Page 118 of Never Tear Us Apart

“Is that so?” She giggles as I nuzzle her neck, a feeling like no other, coursing through me as my body reignites with need.

“It is,” I look up as I make my way down her body. “But we have to be quick about it this time.”

“Why?” She eyes me hungrily.

“Marta’sis ten minutes away, and my little speech took five, so I’ve got four, four and a half minutes to show you how much I love you so your mom doesn’t nearly catch us having sex again. Don’t think that would be the best way to break the news to her that we’re a thing, do you?”

Ellery grins and pushes up on her elbows. “I’ve got news for you, All American. Marta gets her shipments at noon on Fridays.”

“Meaning?” I arch a curious brow.

“Meaning…” Ellery looks at the alarm clock on her nightstand, then turns back to me. “It’s ten thirty right now, and Momma will wait around until that shipment arrives because I’m a baby when I’m sick and she will do anything to make mehappy. So by my calculation, we have a good hour and a half until she gets back.”

She pulls me down to the bed and pushes me onto my back, easing back down on my cock, riding me slow like we have all the time in the world. When we both come undone, and she falls down onto the bed next to me, I can’t help but smile as I look over at her and realize…we do.

Well, at least until her mom gets back.

***

“Don’t go.” Ellery throws her arms around my torso as I sit up and swing my legs over the side of the bed.

“I’ll be back later.” I grab her hands and bring them to my mouth, kissing each.

Yesterday, Saffron went back to Elmhurst after Ellery made a miraculous recovery from her mysterious twenty-four hour bug, and the moment she left, Ellery called me and I raced right over.

I hated leaving her that morning. After telling Ellie that I loved her, all I wanted to do was wait for her mom to return so I could tell her how crazy I was about her daughter. But Ellery said we should wait and tell our parents when they were both here, and she was right. They would be back on the weekend, and we planned to tell them then.

“Tonight.” I give her hands another kiss then let go. “I am all yours.”

“I thought you were always mine,” she teases.

“That’s right.” I look over my shoulder and wink. “And don’t you forget it.”

In a matter of days we are no longer she and I, but us, as we were always meant to be, and it feels amazing.

She lays down on the bed and rolls over onto her side, reaching for the nightstand. “Maybe I’ll just have a little fun ofmy own while you’re gone.”

Knowing exactly what she’s reaching for, I grab her hand just shy of pulling the drawer open. “None of that kind of fun without me.”

“Party pooper.”

I bend down and slant my mouth over hers, kissing her with heat and promise. “We’ll party later, baby, don’t you worry.”

She smiles against my mouth while lacing her fingers through mine. “I’m going to hold you to it.”

I get up and reach for my keys and when I go to slide my wallet into my back pocket, I see a folded up piece of paper stuck to it. “What’s this, a love note?”

She sits up quickly and reaches for it. “Don’t—”

I laugh while holding it out of reach so I can unfold it, and when I see what it is my smile fades. “What the fuck is this?”

She pushes up on her knees, and looks at me, brows pinched. “A prank.”

“A what?” I look at it again. “What kind of sick fucker would…” My question trails off as it hits me exactly who would do something like this. “Royce?” I look at her. “Did he do this?”

“I think so.” She works her lower lip. “I don’t know for sure, though.”

“When did you get it?”

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