Page 3 of Won’t Let You Get Away

“Well, I might have left out a few details about how… connected we actually got. And how many times we ‘connected.’”

“Excuse me?” Her voice raises an octave as she stands up and begins pacing back and forth in front of me.

Anxiously fiddling with my braid, I recount my steamy fling with the stranger from my Christmas vacation. Though I leave out some of the more explicit details—after all, my sister doesn’t need to know about all the mind-blowing orgasms he gave me.

Finally, Addison stops pacing and stands in front of me with her hands on her hips.

“So let me get this straight,” she says sternly. “You had unprotected sex with a complete stranger for four days and now you’re pregnant with his baby and don’t even have his last name or number.”

“Oh shit,” a quiet voice comes from behind Addison.

My face heats as I glance over and see the two movers standing in the doorway, one of them bending over to pick up a box.

With a groan, I drop my head into my hands. “Lovely. Now two strangers know before my own parents.”

“Our lips are sealed, Miss,” one of the movers says, lifting his box and turning to leave. He urges his coworker into motion, causing the poor kid to scramble for a box and quickly exit through the door. “Let us know if you need help packing or lifting anything other than these boxes.”

The man scurries away, clearly eager to escape the awkwardness that hangs in the air.

My sister shrugs and turns back to me, watching with a raised brow.

“What?” I ask, rolling my eyes and finally standing up. “You summed it up perfectly. I have no job, no home of my own, and to top it off, I’m pregnant with a stranger’s baby.”

Neither of us utter a word as I meticulously pack the remaining dishes. The silence between us only serves as a reminder of the physical and emotional distance that this move will create.

My heart sinks at the thought.

Returning home feels like the right decision but leaving my sister behind is the only downside and it weighs heavily on my mind. When I left for college, it was easy to overlook the fact that I was also leaving her behind. With only two years separating us, she was busy navigating her own life while I was off at school. But when she graduated and ended up in upstate New York for college, it brought us close once more.

She loves her job at the law firm and has no reason to leave New York like I do. For the first time, I can truly feel the weight of leaving my sister behind.

As I label the last box as “fragile,” tears sting my eyes.

Addison quietly makes her way over and sits next to me. She leans her head against my shoulder. “It’s going to be okay, you know?”

My voice breaks. “I feel guilty for leaving you.”

“Don’t you dare. Now that I know the whole picture, I completely support your decision to move home. It’s what’s best for you and that’s all that matters.”

I wrap my arm around her and pull her close. As I take one last look around the now-empty apartment, I inhale deeply and smile. “Yeah, this is definitely the right move.”

NOAH

“Noah.” My name leaves her lips with a beautiful gasp.

I smirk against her thigh and place a gentle kiss. My hands trace up the inside of her legs and push against her knees. “Open for me, Sugar.”

She obeys without hesitation, parting her legs and staring down at me while biting her plump lips.

Fuck, she’s beautiful.

We came out here to relax and catch our breath, yet both our bodies clearly have different ideas. Apparently, it doesn’t matter how recently we last came, all I can think about is how she tasted on my lips and making that happen again. The hot tub was supposed to help us unwind, but I can’t keep my hands off her.

Bri sits on a towel at the edge of the large hot tub, resting her weight back on her palms while I stand in the water between her knees looking up at her pretty face. She hasn’t gotten in yet, and if I have it my way, it’s gonna be another few minutes before she does.

Reaching up, I cup her cheek in my hand and guide her face down towards mine so I can kiss her.She moves easily, kissing me slowly and sighing contently against my lips.

When her tongue sweeps along my lips, I pull away and slide my hand down the column of her neck to her chest. Carefully, I apply a bit of weight and push her chest until she’s lying before me. “Every inch of your body is perfect.”

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