Page 40 of One Day

“For future reference, then.”

“Okay, it’s your turn again,” she says, poking me with her foot. “What’s another rule?”

Chewing my bottom lip, I think over everything I should be saying, but the only thing I want is for at the end of this to still have her. I don’t want to lose Sonya. I can’t. And truthfully, I think the only way this thing between us doesn’t go completely up in flames is if we keep the level of communication we’ve always had.

I’ve never been scared to tell Sonya anything, and she’s always been just as open. I can’t lose that with her if I intend for us to stay intact. The lines between our friendship and intimacy may have blurred completely, but maybe we can start painting new lines.

“I want us to keep our communication,” I tell her. “If this is going to work between us, we need to keep being honest with each other. I can’t have you holding onto things because you’re afraid of how I’ll take it. I like you best honest. If we can do that, I think we’ll be good. Can you promise you’ll talk to me if you change your mind about this?”

Her face softens at my request as she leans forward, holding her pinky finger up for me to take. “One day at a time?” she asks, repeating her earlier sentiment.

Hooking my pinky around hers, I smile. “One day at a time. I’m not losing you, Sunny. That’s non-negotiable.”

“It’s far too late for that. I’m attached.”

Warmth spreads through my chest. There’s a lightness in the air between us. A sureness and if there was any doubt in my mind that we were making a horrible decision, this, right here with her looking at me like I’m the best part of her day, settles it.

“So, we have a deal?”

I hum, pulling her towards me. “Should we seal it with a kiss?”

“I was thinking more like going back to my place and putting the rules in motion.” She grins at me, leaning forward anyway to kiss me and seal us to our fate.

There’s no going back after this. It might be a little messy, but I know it’ll be worth it if she's by my side. We are going to be okay, more than okay. We will be good, and that’s all I want. For her to be there at the end of the day.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

WALKER

Waking up next to Sonya may just be the best feeling in the world, and I’m not sure I know what to do with that. Sleeping with her was one thing, but somehow, sleeping next to her is the thing messing with my brain. It feels wholly too intimate for what this is supposed to be, but when she asked if I wanted to come home with her, I couldn’t bring myself to turn her down. It was an easy decision to make, and whatever leftover uncertainty I have thins out when she squirms against my side.

I don’t know how long I’ve been laying here, just breathing her in. Counting her breaths every time I feel them on my chest, her body half draped over mine despite there being plenty of room for both of us. She chose this. Her breasts press against my side, her head on my shoulder, her hand on my chest, her leg nestled between mine. She’s as close as she possibly can be without me being inside her, something my body has yet to protest.

Every time she shifts, so do her hips and try as I may to not let my mind wander, my dick hasn’t gotten the memo. When she grinds against me, it twitches with excitement as if we didn’t spend the whole night in and out of sleep, learning the rhythm of each other’s bodies.

I am more than satisfied, but I’m coming to learn I’m greedy when it comes to Sonya. I always have been, and I am more than eager to get my fix of her.

When she stirs in my arms, her hips grind back into mine again. I let out a low groan and squeeze my eyes shut to try and calm myself down. The last thing she needs is my horny ass waking her up, but when I open my eyes, I see the corner of her lips twitch up. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip to hide her snicker, but I feel it against my side, the way her chest rumbles, trying to hold back laughter.

“Oh, is that how it is now?” I ask, tucking some of her hair back. Her face is dazed with sleep, and I don’t think I have ever seen a more beautiful sight. “Just going to torture me?”

Her eyes are warm when she tilts her head back against my bicep, showing me more of her face. Her dimples dig into her cheek when she smiles, stirring something to life in my chest, knowing for the very first time, I am the thing she’s thinking about when she wakes up. It shouldn’t please me as much as it does, but then again, there’s a lot that shouldn’t be happening lately. What’s one more thing?

She grins. “It’s not torture if I plan to follow through,” she says, pressing her lips to my chest before hooking one leg over my hip and sitting up. With her body above me, she grinds her hips back down, spreading her hands down the length of my chest.

“Sunny.”

She hums. “Yes?”

“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask, sliding my hands up her thighs and towards her ass. Somehow, her smile widens, and I realize, unlike the rest of the world, Sonya Cartelli might be a sunshine person at all hours of the day.

“Getting in my morning cardio.”

She rolls her hips forward, and my grip tightens. A smirk creeps up onto my lips when I feel just how ready she is for me, her eagerness contagious. “I’m sure you are.”

“Exercise is important, Walker,” she says, leaning down to press her lips to the bottom of my jaw. Her fingers slip into the ends of my hair, and just when I’m about to sit up to bring her body closer to mine, the silence in her room is interrupted by the ringing of my phone on her nightstand, and our bubble pops.

A groan falls from my lips, reality hitting me square in the chest. My head falls back against the pillow, and my hand drifts from Sonya’s legs to my hair, pushing it off my forehead. “Did you want me to grab that for you?”

---