Page 32 of The Fate of Us

I bite my lip and nod. “He just about lost it.”

“Works every damn time.”

“But it put me back some so I need a raise,” I joke.

She opens the office door. “I’ll think about it. We should go buy more today after lunch! Now get out there and teach your class!”

As I teach my next two classes, I feel lighter. The thoughts weighing me down before having cleared. I know this move with Noah is the right one. And once I tell Seraphina, she is going to flip.

* * *

I walkthrough Noah’s front door with another bag of my clothes, the obscene amount of lingerie Sera made me buy tucked inside. Although I am excited to put some of it on for him.

I find him sitting on the couch, studying for his exam. I drop my bag and lean over the back, kissing him on the cheek. “Hey babe.”

He smiles up at me before pulling my mouth to his for another kiss. Before I know it, he is pulling me over the back of the couch and has me flipped onto his lap. “That’s better,” he says.

I giggle as I let him kiss me, the best welcome home kiss I have ever gotten in my life.

“How was your day?” he asks as he pulls away, pushing loose curls from my face.

“It was good. My first yoga class in over a week, felt a bit rusty at first.”

“I would like to watch you do yoga.” He grabs my ass hard. “See this ass bent over in those yoga pants.”

“Such a perv.”

“Mmm.” His lips are on my neck.

I push him back. “I need a quick nap before I go to Jimmy’s.”

“I’ll take one with you.”

I climb out of his lap. “Nope. Because then we won’t be napping.”

He smirks. “Is that a problem?”

“Yes! I need some rest before my shift so I don’t fall asleep.” I start to walk toward the stairs that lead up to his bedroom, grabbing the bag of clothes as I go.

He stalks behind me. “Then you should have slept at your place.”

I push him away as his hand glides down my back. “And you need to study. You have two weeks until your exam, Detective.”

He growls at me and scoops me up before I have time to protest.

* * *

I yawnas I look at my watch. It’s been relatively slow tonight and the fact I didn’t take a nap is making time drag.

I shouldn’t have called Noah, detective. I know how much he likes it when I call him that. So my nap time turned into an hour and a half romp in the sack making me almost late for work.

I only have two tables left for the night but one of them has been here for two hours and they don’t look like they are leaving anytime soon.

I text Mason. We were supposed to write some new music tonight but I am too tired to do anything but crawl into bed and sleep.

By the time my last table leaves, it’s nearly eleven. I was supposed to be the early cut tonight but I wanted that tip from that table. A bunch of rowdy college kids that would not stop flirting with me. Fortunately, they weren’t cheap when it came to tips and left me a nice chunk of change.

I grab my bag and say goodnight to my manager and head outside to my car. Somehow I make it home without falling asleep.

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