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“But won’t she miss you come morning?”

“I’ll go back before she wakes up.” I pause, drawing in a deep breath, taking in the much-missed contact.

“How’d it go tonight?” He asks me.

“Not bad. I got home a half an hour ago. Colton had to stay a little later. The fridge needed fixing and Blake needed help moving all the stuff to the backup fridge.”

“Everything figured out okay?”

I nod. “Yeah.”

He snuggles in closer. “God, I couldn’t stop thinking about you tonight.”

“Yeah? I was thinking about you, too.” I want to tell him that I know what he knows, but I’m so afraid. I know that he’s not spooked by the knowledge of my ex-husband being in prison, but I don’t want to spur on any further questions, and I also don’t want to ruin the moment right now. I don’t know how many more of them we’ll get to have.

“I see Nate’s gone home already.”

“Yeah, Colton drove him home. He wanted to go home. I think we don’t have enough food in this house for him, frankly.” I chuckle. “Even though we have a lifetime supply of goddamn Christmas cookies and cupcakes.”

He chuckles, and then he whispers in my ear. “My, my, my…I do believe that you’re not wearing any clothes under there, darlin’.”

I feel the soft, downy hairs from his genitals, against my rear end. “I’d say you’re pretty naked in there, too.”

His hand slides up to my breast. My nipple beads immediately. I feel his mouth on my neck as his fingers knead my breasts, and I feel his erection between my ass cheeks. The fingers from his other hand skate their way down my belly, to my wetness, and he begins circling my clit, forcing my leg over his, so my legs part, giving him more access. Back arched, starved for his touch, I writhe at his rhythm, as he pulls his pelvis back, and his cock finds its way to my entrance from behind.

He enters me, giving me a sudden burst of pleasure, combined with his nimble fingers at both my clit and my nipples. I reach back, grabbing his tight ass, pulling it closer, begging him for more, as he fills me again and again. His cock gets impossibly hard fast, as my wetness tightens, climbing equally fast with the full connection to him. But it’s his heavy breathing and soft grunting in my ear that pushes me over the edge, and he reaches for my face, gently pulling me to him, so that his lips are once again on mine, as we come together effortlessly.

“I love you so much, darlin’.” He whispers breathlessly into my ear.

“I love you, too.” I pant, between kisses.

His finger comes away from my wetness, and he pulls me close to him, removing himself from me. We lay there, kissing, front to back, until we’re both exhausted, and I turn my head, falling asleep with him spooning me.

...but then we wake up to a little surprise...

Chapter 11

Cooper

“Mommy?” I hear, as Bean trots into my bedroom. As she opens the door, the light from the living room window burns a hole in my retina.

“Yes, baby.” London murmurs, still half asleep.

“Mommy, it’s seven-thirty. How come you’re not up?”

My eyes flap open quickly as I dart up in bed, suddenly remembering that I'm naked, and so is London, and Bean is standing right there. “Shit. My alarm didn’t go off.” I hiss, trying to figure out how the hell I’m going to get out of bed, with no clothes on, without freaking the kid out. I’m not sure if London even traipses around sans clothes in her company.

“Oh, okay, baby. I’ll get up and make you breakfast. You go on and get dressed, okay?”

Bean nods and walks away.

I murmur to London, so that Bean can’t hear. “Shit, what do we do?”

London yawns and turns over in bed, seemingly oblivious. “What do we do about what? How long does it take to get ready for work? Bean takes ten minutes. It’s okay.”

I snuffle a soft laugh, kissing her on the mouth. “I mean...darlin’...she just walked in on us...we’re both naked and in bed together.”

She shrugs. “Bean didn’t seem to notice. It’s okay.”

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