Page 64 of Keeping my Best Friend

Still trying to catch my breath, I leaned a hand against the wall over her shoulder.

She looked up at me and used one hand to push her hair out of her face. “Wow.”

“Wow is right,” I said.

She smiled and smoothed her dress down.

I bent over and pulled my boxers up and then my pants, leaving my belt hanging for the minute cause I just couldn’t be bothered.

“What were we even talking about?” she asked.

“Why we don’t do that more often,” I said, running my fingers through my hair.

She nodded. “Yeah, we’ll have to correct that.”

“Agreed,” I said. “It’s high time we got our priorities straight.”

“Speaking of priorities, I guess we can consider this place officially christened.”

I shrugged. “If you say so,” I said. “Of course, if you don’t think we did a good enough job, I’m happy to try again.”

She smiled. “Maybe later.”

“Whatever you want,” I said. “After all, you’re the boss.”

“I like the sound of that,” she said, her eyes taking in the room.

“Does that mean you like it?”

“It means I love it,” she said, sliding her hands around my waist. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome,” I said, lifting her chin with my fingers.

“But you know what I love even more?”

“What’s that?” I asked, looking back and forth between her eyes.

“You, Aiden.”

I smiled. “I love you, too, Lucy,” I said, wrapping my arms around her. “I always have.”

She squeezed me tight, pressing her cheek to my chest.

My heart swelled as I lowered my voice to a whisper. “And you know what else?”

“What?” she asked.

“I always will.”

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