Page 73 of Falling for Fury

“Your phone has been going nuts for the last hour. I think you should check it.” I kiss her lightly on the nose and move to leave the bed, her grip tightening around my waist.

“Nooo, can’t we just stay here for a bit longer? I don’t want the world to interrupt us right now.” Laughing softly, I let her drag me back, because who am I kidding? I don’t want to leave, anyway.

“You know something?”

“It’s too early in the morning for cute words and sweet nothings, Romeo. Can you wait until I have some coffee so I can at least remember to tease you about them later?” The cheek on this woman. I land a solid smack to her bare ass and she squeals playfully into my arms.

“Fine, I’ll keep all my sweet nothings to myself in the future.”

“Wait no, no, no tell me. I want to hear.”

“I don’t think you appreciate my words. I think I’ll keep them for myself.” I turn my head, feigning offense, and she sits up to grip my jaw, pulling me to her.

Her eyes are bulging and sad, and she peppers my face with kisses. “Sorry, sorry, sorry. I’m just kidding. I love your words. Promise.”

I pull her against me and chuckle. “That’s what I thought.”

“So…?” She tilts her head and looks at me seductively through her long lashes.

“So what…?”

“Will you tell me what sweet nothings you were going to say?” she asks me sweetly.

“I was going to say…” She bites her bottom lip as she smiles, her eyes growing wider and damn if the look of her this way doesn’t send me into heart failure. “I could get used to waking up to you every morning. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more myself than I do when I’m with you. I can’t remember the last time I was this happy.” A small tear slides down her cheek. “You really are an emotional woman, aren’t you?”

“Ugh, says you!” She swats my hands and rubs her eyes as she smiles and shakes her head at me. “I’ve never known a guy to pretend to be so manly and tough, who then also comes out with the dirty pillow talk and swoony declarations. How many other beds did these words get you into?” She is joking, but it hits me that I’ve never shared moments like this with… well, anyone. I’ve had girlfriends, but Addison is different. I can’t explain it, it’s just more. Better.

“It’s just you, shortcake. I think it was always meant to be you.” I grip her jaw and pull her to me, my other arm reaching around to grab a handful of that delectable ass and press her into me, remembering we are both still very naked, and she melts.

After a few more tangles in the sheets, we decided it was best we actually made something of the day. Mom and E have been busy the last two days, so we’ve managed to soak up plenty of alone time, but today, we are meeting them in the city for some lunch. Mom and Evie plan to take Addy to the spa while I get some work done at home, perhaps scope some real estate.

I kiss her quickly as I move to head into the shower, and she reaches for her phone. “Ugh, fuck’s sake,” she grunts out from the room.

“What is it, potty mouth?”

“Oh, shut it. Ava messaged, said I need to go to Mom and Dad’s. Some kind of ‘family meeting’.” My stomach drops, time slows, my vision tunneled.

No, no, no. Surely not related, right? Matt would have warned me this was happening if he knew, if he found out? Okay, this might be happening. The last few blissful weeks with Addy flash through my head on a loop… Addison.

I slowly close the bathroom door to shake my head, leaning over the sink to sip water from the tap to clear my throat, last night’s dinner threatening to make an appearance.

“Uhhh… what kind of meeting?” I shout back through the closed door.

“I don’t know. Hopefully Mom and Dad are announcing a divorce.” She laughs softly, and I hear her place her phone on the desk and pad her way over to me.

Pull it together right now, Noah.

She knocks on the bathroom door, and I turn on the shower immediately, needing to wash the clammy sweat from my body, and she slowly opens the door.

“Hey, feel like some company?” She throws me her fuck-me eyes, and it spears me straight in the heart. Oh, shortcake, if only you knew. Knew what a bastard I was, making promises. If she knew the truth, knew what a fucking liar I was, she wouldn’t look at me like that anymore, that’s for sure.

I should tell her everything right now? I thought when I kept this from her, it was the best idea. I had no idea what we would become, had no idea I’d fall in love with her. Mine and Matt’s silence was the only thing holding everything together. I couldn’t risk the information spreading further, and I certainly couldn’t risk… I just know Addison won’t be able to keep her cool. I hate how little faith it feels like I have in her, but I don’t want her to struggle with control because of me. She’d need to explode, and I’d want to help her do it. But this… I can’t have her exploding over this. I got so caught up in falling so fast and hard for this amazing woman, I completely forgot the giant-sized problem about to implode my life that is going to destroy Addison.

She is going to hate me for this.

I clear my throat and give her my best sex smile and hope she buys it. Trying to hold on to this last shred of happiness while I have it. Her eyes evaluate me skeptically, not buying my façade in the slightest. “Hey, are you okay, Romeo?”

“Romeo?” Great deflection, Noah. She’s only been calling you that for a month.

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