Page 31 of Something Borrowed

Groaning,Adrianna groped around the nightstand with her eyes still closed looking for her phone. Her head pounded as if she’d drank her weight in liquor, instead of having spent the majority of the night making love to Jaxon all around her smallhome.

Making love, she thought with a smile. Last time we did this just two days ago I considered it afuck.

Finally, she found her phone and pushed the round button. Silence filled the bedroom once again.

“I cannot believe I slept so damn long,” she grunted, forcing herself to situp.

She heard Jaxon chuckle besideher.

“That’s what happens when you let me spend all night ravishing you . . . again.”

“You are too cocky for your owngood.”

“Mmm, I think you like that aboutme.”

Shaking her head she couldn’t stop the grin from forming. He wasn’t wrong. “Are you sure you still want to come back to work withme?”

“That sounds like you don’t want me too.” He sat up, his eyes still partially closed.

“I just feel like you should go see yourdad.”

“Yup, son of the year award here. I completely forgot that minus him dropping off coffee yesterday I hadn’t gone to spend time withhim.”

“We can split a ride to the ferry, I’ll even let you drive.” She sat on the edge of the bed next to him and kissed him quickly. “I need to leave in thirty-five minutes and after work I want to stop by and see my babies.” Walking to the bathroom she turned on the water and tugged off the only clothing she wore; boy shorts.

“I still don’t know why you dropped your dogs off at your mom’s.”

“Could you imagine tripping on them, or worse, having them jump into bed – or the couch – with us? Trust me, they would.”

“Touché. Okay, but if I join you in a shower we won’t get anywhere.”

“I don’t doubt that in the least.” She blew him a kiss before pulling the shower curtainback.

Stepping under the water she closed her eyes and just let the hot water run over her. Her body ached in wonderful ways, and she wasn’t in a too much a hurry that she couldn’t enjoy a few minutes doing nothing.

It was impossible to believe it had only been three days since Jaxon had come home. And less than twenty-hours since you said I love you. Just thinking about how she felt about him made her smile . . . and choke on water.

“Are you okay?” She heard Jaxon shout over the water.

“Yup, just took a drink.”

He laughed and she grabbed her shampoo bottle. Her whole world had been turned upside down with those three words because of the weight of their meaning. She hadn’t said them just because he’d said them either. For days she’d been spiraling to the conclusion on her own, she’d just been too afraid to say the words first. Jaxon had been a commitment-phobe his whole life and while he’d seemed serious about dating her, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be run off by a woman who pretty much fell in love with a penpal.

Soap ran down her body as she rinsed the shampoo out, her body moving on auto pilot as she continued to think about the trip. In one day he would be gone and they would have to figure something out. Plane trips were expensive, and long distance relationships were the things of nightmares – she’d always known that, but taking their relationship to the next level seemed to make it even harder to ignore.

Rubbing her loofah over her arms she knew she would give up her job the moment he asked her too. She loved what she did and was fortunate enough to have found a job that took care of her loans a few years.

Why are you even jumping ahead that far? She chastised herself as she ran the loofah under the water and then stepped back under it. It wasn’t shocking that she’d jumped ahead to moving in together, not when she’d wanted to be with Jaxon since puberty.

“Why are you showering the dark?” Jaxon’s deep voice filtered softly through the crash of the water.

“Ah, ah!” She waggled her finger, knowing he couldn’t see it through the thick curtain. “I shower in the dark because the light from the window is enough.

“Fine, be weird . . . I like it anyway.” He poked a finger into the curtain. “I’m going to skip the shower and see if my dad wants to take the boat out on the swamp.”

“Fine, just don’t come in or we will never leave.”

His laughter echoed as he walkedaway.

The man you love can be a bit of child,she thought as she grabbed the bottle of conditioner. And you wouldn’t trade him for anyoneelse.

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