Page 78 of It's Not Home Without You

Max sat up, bringing me with him.

“Your candor is one of the things I’ve always loved about you, Freya.” He grabbed a piece of my hair and put it behindmy ear. “I’d rather know what’s going on in that pretty,little head.” His lips pressed against my forehead, and I burrowed into his touch. “There’s no point in wondering. All we can do now is move on and be grateful we have a second go at things.”

He was right.

After our morning quickie and finding out that showering together didn’t help when we were pressed for time, Max walked me into Emma’s. His hand was at my lower back, guiding me in. I tried to remove his hand because even though I said we could officially be together, we had to ease people into it. I was done hiding, but that didn’t mean we would parade our love around town after having hot, sweaty sex.

“Babe, you screamed my name so loud last night, I’m sure the whole town knows by now,” he said. For the record, I hadn’t screamedthatloud.

“Aw hell no, youwassupposed to wait for me to turn eighteen,” Quincy yelled over the few customers.

“I was?” I turned to look at Max, who brought my hand to his lips and kissed it.

“I have to go to the office and warehouse today to check on a few things. Stay with me again?”

“Okay,” I replied breathlessly. Upon seeing Max’s cocky grin, I almost took back my yes and said no.

Almost.

“I feel betrayed, mamas. Youwassupposed to be my girl.” Q put his arm around me while he shook his head and we watched Max leave.

“Please, Q, everyone knew Freya was Max’s and vice versa,” Emma replied from where she was preparing an expresso.

“Not true,” I retorted.

“Oh, honey, the only one who didn’t know was you.”

My head snapped to Frank, who was seated in the coffee shop. I got out of Q’s hold and ran to my old boss. Now thatI wasn’t running away from his restaurant, I could give him a proper hello.

“I missed you,” I said to his shirt since he was hugging me so tight, I could smell cooking oil.

“Now thatyou and Max got your shit together, you can come and have dinner. Your table is always open.” There was a soft gleam in Frank’s eyes.

“Thank you, Frankie.” I kissed his cheek and gave him a coffee.

“I take it you and Max are done hiding?” Emma wiggled her eyebrows at me once the crowd had died down. Quincy was pretending not to listen, but I knew better.

“You knew?”

Emma grinned at me. “I figured you wanted some alone time with him before you guys shared with the rest of us. I’m just glad it worked out. You guys were the cutest. I remember staring at you two when we were younger, and I wished for a love like that.”

“Thank you.” I grabbed her hand and squeezed it. “You know, now thatI know Dex is my brother, I will not stop until you two are together. Rusty went off andmarried Jana while I was away—not the sister I would have chosen butI’m glad Rusty picked her because she’s grown on me, and I love her now. But you, Emma, you are the sister I never thought I needed. I’m glad we’re going to be business partners.”

“I wish Jess was here. She doesn’t do mushy shit.” Both Emma and I cut Q with a glare for ruining our moment.

“Great, since you and Jess are such good friends, you guys can close together on Sunday,” I declared.

“What’s on Sunday?”

I grinned. “Dex is back.”

My shoulder tingledfrom where Max was kissing it. His lips left a wake of chills everywhere he went. I lay face down; Max was behind me, his dick thrusting leisurely.

This was heaven.

“Fuck, I love watching my dick disappear into your pussy.” His gruff tone made me whimper. Was it possible to cram seven years of sex in a week? Nope, but Max was sure as hell trying.

“I thought you said you like me on my knees,” I teased.

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