Page 131 of In the Air Tonight

“Mmm, yes. Very okay.”

Because he’s got me so aroused and relaxed at the same time, because my conscience is clear and my life is full of new possibilities, I enjoy this more than I ever have before. I’m able to fully let go with him.

“I knew it would be amazing with you,” he says after we’ve made Fenway bark from the noise we’re making.

“Did you?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Thank you for being patient with me.”

“Blaise…” His eyes close as his head falls back. “Tell me you’re close.”

“I am.”

He picks up the pace and takes us both to a finish line that has us gasping and clinging to each other. It’s a moment of complete unity that fills me with brand new emotions.

“We need to do that again,” he mutters from his perch on top of me. “And again and again and again.”

“You didn’t tell me you were a fiend that way.”

“I never have been before, but I have a feeling I could be with you.”

“Oh, lucky me,” I say with a laugh.

He raises his head to kiss me. “No, luckyme.” As he gazes down at me with his heart in his eyes, I feel things I’d all but given up on before him. “This is good between us. Tell me you feel it, too.”

“I do.”

“What’re we going to do about that?”

“I’m not sure yet, but I need to go deal with work before Wendall has a meltdown.”

“I don’t want to let you go.”

“Even if I promise to come right back?”

“Well, I suppose if you’re willing to promise.”

Smiling, I draw him into a kiss that makes him groan.

“Don’t kiss me like that and then tell me you have to go.”

“I’ll be right back. Promise.”

“Fine,” he says with an adorable pout as he withdraws from me and rolls onto his back.

Fenway lifts her head off her dog bed to see what we’re doing. I hope she isn’t scarred for life by what went on in that bed.

Still feeling shy, even after what we just did, I wrap a throw blanket around myself to go into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed.

“Back in a few,” I tell him before I go downstairs and out the back door with Fenway hot on my heels.

As we emerge from the house, Fenway barks at a woman leaning against her car.

“Fenway, stop!” I run a hand through my hair, wondering if I look like I’ve recently been ravished. “May I help you?”

Fenway runs off to pee.

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