Page 72 of Quiet Chaos

Seth looks at me and I give him a ‘I don’t care’ shrug. “Sure. That would be nice. I can’t remember the last time I had a home cooked meal.”

“So, you’re single?”

“Yes, darlin’. Life kinda got in the way.”

Innocent Sky winds up blurting out, “Julia’s single, too.”

Seth lets out a winded laugh, followed by another, until he’s laughing hard. It tapers, and he says, “Sky, I think I might have to do something about that.”

Dinner is good. Seth and I keep things light. I watch him when he’s not looking and see some of his mannerisms in me. It’s interesting how you can be so much like someone you haven’t been around your whole life. So far, he’s been nothing but respectful to us, and Armstrong even warmed up to him a bit. We finish the evening with another bourbon.

I have my arm slung over Sky’s shoulders, and hers is around my waist. We’re standing on the porch, saying goodbye to Seth.

Sky’s mouth opens before she thinks. “Would you like to come to our wedding?”

I squeeze her shoulder to let her know I didn’t appreciate her asking him.

She looks up at me and winces, mouthingI’m sorry.

Seth touches her arm. “It’s okay, Sky. Maybe Cade will ask me at some point. Again, thanks for the wonderful meal.”

Inside, I head to the living room to clean up, Sky on my heels.

“I’m sorry, Cade.”

“For what, exactly? For inviting him in? Or for inviting him for dinner? Oh, I got it. How about inviting him to our wedding?”

She’s taking things out of my hands. “All of it?”

“Goddamnit, Sky! You speak without considering what you’re saying.”

Tears run down her cheeks, but I ignore them. I won’t let guilt push its way in. She understood my stance regarding Seth and Julia.

“I assumed—”

“What, Sky? You put me in an awkward situation.”

“But it turned out well.”

I spin so fast to face her, she stumbles backwards. “That’s not the point! If you expect me to take your feelings into consideration, I expect the same damn thing.”

I grab the things out of her hands and take them into the kitchen. She doesn’t appear, so I toss whatever is out on the counter in the dishwasher and go into the bedroom. It’s been a grueling day, so I take a shower. Standing under the blasting showerhead, hands splayed against the tiles, Sky’s lips kiss my back as her hands slip around me. My eyes close, letting the water pound out my stress, and then I moan loud when Sky’s mouth wraps around my cock. It’s the first time she’s ever given me a blow job. Her hand runs from base to tip, mouth taking more each time she bobs her head. I can’t help but thrust my hips forward. She gags, pulls back, and then back in. Up and down. Twisting the head and pumping the rest of my dick. I know she’s doing it as an apology, and right now, I don’t give a shit. I’m not about to stop her. Her warm mouth is insatiable, working me in and out, hand gripping my balls, then pumping again. It’s not long before I grunt out a release. My legs shake from the aftermath of spasms.

I press my head against the tiles, trying to catch my breath. “Fuck, Sky!”

She stands, hugging me, the water splashing over us. “Cade. I promise to be better.”

My arm drapes across her back. “That was pretty good.”

“I mean better at not opening my mouth and being pushy.” My laughter reverberates in the shower.

I kiss the top of her head. There’s a built-in bench the width of the shower. I face Sky towards the window, have her kneel on the bench, and slide into her with ease. An arm holds diagonally across her front while the other plays with her clit. I pump inside her, releasing all my tension. Her hands press against the glass, and she’s panting hard, moaning my name until an orgasm erupts. Her pussy tightens around my cock. I’m pumping faster, squeezing her into me when my balls tighten, and I pull out, cum washing down the drain.

We’re both spent. When we come down from our highs, I dry us off, and we stumble into bed. Tangling limbs around each other, I fall asleep to the beautiful murmur of her saying,I love you.

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“Go ye therefore into the highways, and as many as ye shall find, bid to the marriage.” Matthew 22:9

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