Page 49 of Boarded Hearts

Well hold onto this one. I can tell, she’s different. The media is saying you’re in love with her, and by the look on your face, I think they’re right.

Are they right? Maybe. I’m in over my head, I know that much.

I’ll do my best. See you later.

I’m so happy. My boy’s FINALLY been knocked on his ass by a woman.

I close out the message thread and smile at the unintentional truth in Mom’s words. The way we collided in the hallway, her tiny frame practically sending mine to the ground.

“Morning.”

I turn over to find a pair of emerald eyes staring straight back at me. She’s wide awake.

How long has she been awake and, shit, did she see any of my text exchange with Mom?

Pushing my paranoia to the back of my mind, I scoot closer so both our heads are on her pillow, lips merely inches apart. “Morning, Angel.”

Felicity slaps a palm over her mouth, her eyes going wide. “Oh my god! I must have the worst morning breath.”

Like I give a shit when I’ve got the most beautiful woman lying right beside me.

“Hmmm, I can’t smell anything other than coconut but, here, let me check for you.” I close the distance between us, bringing one hand to the nape of her neck. Placing a soft kiss across her lips, I brush my nose gently over hers and then scrunch it up in mock disgust. “Yeah, it’s terrible. Unbearable in fact.”

She swats at my chest, a playful giggle bubbling up. And if it isn’t the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.

It’s taking every shred of self-control to keep my hands to myself. I might’ve stolen a quick kiss but the things I want to do to her right now are borderline criminal. Seeing her fresh morning face, hair sprawled across the pillow, and big green eyes staring up at me evokes a response I’m barely able to contain.

I’m not ready to get dressed and leave. I want to spend more time with her. Ride this high I find myself on. But I’ve gone from having most of the day free to barely any time at all, and today is the last day before I head out with the team for two weeks of away games. Plus, Elliott is still in Seattle, his plane leaving later today.

Taking leave of my senses and without considering the potential complications this could bring I ask, “What do you have planned for lunch?”

FELICITY

“What do you have planned for lunch?”

Well, I was sort of hoping to stay in bed all day with you but…

“Um, nothing I don’t think?”

Honestly, I can’t recall if I have plans. If you asked me my own name right now, I probably wouldn’t be able to tell you. That’s the effect this man has on me when I’m in his presence, let alone lying next to him and having spent the night together where he gave me the best orgasm of my life. So yeah, I think it’s Felicity Thompson, but who knows at this point? “Why?”

“I’ve got a stacked day today, but I have a two-week away series starting tomorrow, and I thought maybe we could spend some more time together before I leave. If you want that?”

My heart drops. I completely forgot about his away series. Two weeks seems like an eternity. But I don’t let it show and play it as cool as possible.“What do you have in mind?”

Jon shifts slightly, a small v appearing between his brows. “Ah, well this is where it gets interesting.”

I arch a brow. “Interesting how?”

“The kind of interesting that involves my mom, dad, and possibly my brother.”

I fly up to a sitting position, the bedding pooling in my lap. Thankfully Jon handed me my top before we went to sleep last night, so I’m not free and exposed to the morning air.“As in lunch with your family?”

“At my parent’s house.” Jon sits up alongside me, his rippling bare chest on display.

“You want me to meet your family? Jon we barely?—”

“You can come as my friend. We don’t have to say any more at this point.”

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