Page 64 of Sail Away with Me

“Can I come in?” His tone changed and he stepped forward without missing a beat. Galvin backed up into the kitchen, and it was like her body moved on autopilot until they were near her bed.

“Do you have an itch you want me to scratch?”

Galvin giggled at the metaphor.

“Do you think I’m funny?” he asked as he pulled out his wallet. The shiny square package rested between his fingers.

“Sail . . .” She wiggled her legs together which didn’t escape is notice. He smirked and shook his head.

“We don’t have time for this.” She motioned between them.

“I can be fast.” He winked. “Besides, now that I’ve been in that sweet pussy of yours, I’ve craved it all day.”

Her cheeks flushed. Fiery hot and undoubtedly red.

Sail palmed her breast, tweaking her nipples. Her head fell back and moaned. “Sail . . .”

“You can keep saying my name all you want. In fact, I love hearing it escape breathlessly between your lips. But it’s not going to change the fact that I want to bend you over right now.”

“Oh, sweet . . .” Sail swallowed whatever she was about to say when he kissed her. On their own accord, she worked the button and zipper on her jeans and shimmied them down her legs. And then she helped Sail with his.

As soon as he had the condom on, he spun her around and bent her forward. “I promise, we won’t be late for anything.” He thrusted and then groaned. “Holy fuck me, Galvin. How are you so ready for me?”

Words failed her.

“What in thehell took you so long?” Tidal said as Sail and Galvin climbed the porch stairs with their arms full of takeout. They’d made stops for pizza, fried chicken, tacos, and subs. Galvin supposed this was a common occurrence with a bigfamily, especially when they exercised takeout night. Not everyone would agree on one thing.

“Shut the hell up,” Sail said as he handed Tidal the bags in his hands. He turned, winked at Galvin, and took the boxes from her. She tried not to blush but was fairly certain her cheeks reddened.

Sail motioned for her to walk ahead of him, but she paused at the doorway. “It’s okay,” he whispered. “You know everyone but my mom, and she’s as sweet as pie.”

“But she’s your mom.”

Instead of answering her, Sail kissed the exposed part of her neck. “Please go in,” he said quietly into her ear.

With a deep inhale, she stepped over the threshold—the point of no return—and waited for Sail to direct her where to go.

“Where’s Sail?” a female voice rang out.

“Right here, Mom.” He walked into the kitchen, with Galvin a couple of steps behind him. She stood by the refrigerator and bit her lower lip. “Mom, this Galvin.” Sail reached for her hand and tugged her forward. Without taking his eyes off her, he said, “Galvin, this is my mom, Pearl.”

Galvin extended her hand, but Pearl wanted none of that and pulled her into her arms. The hug was tight, warm, and loving. She found herself hugging Pearl back with the same amount of affection.

When they parted, Pearl cupped Galvin’s face. “You look just like her.”

“Who?”

“Your mother.”

“You knew my mom?” Try as she might, there was no way she could push away the threatening tears. Her eyes welled up instantly.

Pearl smiled. “I met her years ago, back when Jack and your father were in college. She was the sweetest. My biggest regretwill always be losing touch with her. But now, you’re here, and one of us.”

“Great, that means I’m out,” Sail said, breaking the emotional vibe hovering over everyone. Galvin turned to him and smiled.

“Did you know?”

He shook his head. “I had no idea. I was just told to bring you home, and I’m a good boy and do what I’m told.”

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