Page 82 of Forever Player

“I thought you were finished eating?” Willow asks.

“I finished my first meal. This is my second,” I say of the clubhouse sandwich I ordered. “Good thing too because you just worked up my appetite.”

Willow laughs and shakes her head like I’m too much.

“Are you sleeping in my bed?” I ask her.

“I have been every night,” she confirms. “I like having your scent close to me.”

“Damn, woman, I can’t wait to get home to you tomorrow.”

“I can’t wait either, Brett,” she says, and it feels like heaven having her opening up to me.

CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE

Willow

Brett is expected to come home tonight, after a week of being away. It’s crazy but I missed him so much. He kept on calling to check in with us, and there was that night with the FaceTime sex. That was unexpected, but hearing how he left a restaurant because he actually cared what I would think was the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. It showed me he considered my feelings and that essentially led to stripping away any apprehension I had about sleeping with him again. I’ve never been so attracted to someone in my life. Having self-restraint back in Sugar Meadow was draining, especially with him leaving the shower in only a towel. To say his physique is mouthwatering is an understatement. Brett has also been so adorable all week. He sent flowers to the condo the morning after our FaceTime sex. He also arranged for fresh pastries to be delivered to the apartment every day, along with fresh meals from a farm-to-table restaurant because he was worried about me eating balanced meals since he read that if I don’t eat properly when nursing it will deplete calcium from my bones. That’s why I want to do something special for him to show him he is important to me too.

After work, Maddie came by with her adorable son and we cooked dinner together. It was her suggestion because I mentioned that I wanted to make Brett a delicious home-cooked meal after having to eat out all week. I also went to pick up a little lingerie since I am hoping our little reunion will include sexy times. Actually, I am banking on it.

I’ve already bathed and breastfed Maylee and she was in her crib asleep by seven. I just hope she gives me a nice stretch of sleep so Brett and I can have alone time. I’ve showered and shaved and blown out my hair. Now I am working on some finishing touches that includes smoothing some red lipstick on my lips and dressing in a bustier with a matching thong and garters. I’ve never worked this hard to look so sexy before, but I think it is something Brett will appreciate. I want to show him I am into trying this relationship with him since he is working so hard to show me he wants to be with me.

I hear the key in the lock and I quickly adjust my breasts, pressing them together to give me extra cleavage. I dash for the door and spread my arms wide as he flings the door open. Only he isn’t alone, and I shriek as Brett steps forward and throws his coat over my body. I don’t even know what is happening as he lifts me up and walks me to his bedroom.

“Brett, OMG, I thought you would be alone,” I mutter.

“I thought so too, but Mom and Henry were hounding me all week about meeting you and Maylee. She wanted to come to town while I was away, and I told her that she’d need to wait until I got back. I didn’t think she was going to book a flight for the moment I got home. I unexpectedly ran into her and Henry in the airport. I’m so sorry. I should’ve texted you again when I got into the Uber to warn you,” he says quickly and then he pauses and removes his jacket from covering my body. He places his fist in his mouth. “Geez, Willow, you look sexy as hell. This is quite the welcome.”

I laugh impishly. “I just gave your brother and mother an eyeful.”

“Damn, if I’d known you were waiting for me dressed like this, I would’ve dropped them at Maddie’s before coming home,” he says and then adjusts his crotch. “I’m hard as a rock now. Look at you, beautiful.” He lifts his finger and runs it from my neck down my shoulder. That small touch causes goosebumps to erupt on my skin.

“I’m so embarrassed. I don’t know what I was thinking. I made you dinner and I wanted to have sex with you,” I say.

“Shh,” Brett hushes. “I don’t want them to hear you and, damn, I would love this kind of welcome every time. Come here.” He wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me flush with his body. My hands come up and run over his muscled shoulders. He leans forward and presses his lips to mine, seeking out my tongue in a hungry way. There is nothing slow about the way sparks immediately erupt inside me. My arms wrap around his neck as I get on my tiptoes. Our tongues lash out at each other hungrily as my heart picks up pace. I want to jump this man’s bones.

I moan into his mouth. “Shit.” He breaks the kiss panting. “I want you so bad right now. Like I don’t think you understand how I want to take you seven ways to Sunday, but I can’t do that with Mom and Henry at the door.”

I begin to scramble around the room as I use my hands to unhook the bustier I’m wearing. I’m having some trouble when Brett says, “If I watch that thing come off you, I’m not leaving this room.”

I pause. “Right. Sorry. Please go out to them and apologize. I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Yes, right, okay.” He pinches his eyes closed and squeezes his balls, then he takes deep breaths and says grandma three times. When he opens his eyes, he stretches his neck from side to side. “See you out there.”

I quickly scramble to get this sexy contraption off me. Once I do, I slip into a pair of jogging pants and I pair it with Brett’s Rangers hoodie I’ve been wearing around the house because it smells like him, and I love having his scent on me.

When I leave the bedroom, my cheeks feel warm. I reach the main room and take a breath. Brett has his mom and Henry sitting on the couch, each of them with a glass of water in hand.

“Hi, I’m so sorry. That was quite an introduction. I’m so embarrassed,” I say, palming my cheeks.

Brett’s brother mutters, “I didn’t see anything.” Brett gives him a pointed glare.

“Don’t be sorry. It’s nice my son is getting such a nice welcome home.” She winks with a playful laugh. I know she is trying to ease the tension, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget that moment.

“Thanks for understanding,” I reply.

Brett’s mom stands. “I am just so excited to meet you, Willow.” She hugs me and when she pulls back, she looks at Brett. “She is so gorgeous. My goodness. You two must have made the most beautiful child.”

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