Page 78 of Inked Obsession

“I missed you. I missed this.”

“You weren’t out of commission for long.”

“True, and I did like the sponge baths.”

I narrowed my eyes in a mock glare. “I never once gave you a sponge bath, Beckett Montgomery. Who do you think is giving you sponge baths?”

He laughed. “Probably Benjamin.”

“Now there’s an image,” I said with a laugh.

“I can’t believe he’s out on that trip now,” I said, sighing as I leaned back.

“He needed to go, for reasons only he knows.”

“I hope he’s doing okay.”

“I hope they both are,” Beckett said with a sigh.

“We can’t fix it, Beckett.”

“No, but I want to. I’m the big brother.”

“Whatever you say. We need to shower. And get ready because we have dinner with your parents soon.”

“Oh, great. Thank you for bringing up my parents while I’m naked and covered in you.”

“That’sa lovely image.”

The doorbell rang, and I frowned. “Did someone say they were coming over?”

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s just a delivery person. Don’t worry, I’ll put on my jeans and answer the door.”

“And I suppose I’ll find some panties.”

“Or just pants. Leave the panties off.”

“Why? Do you want to borrow them?”

He snorted and made his way to the front of the house. I quickly cleaned myself up and slid on my sweats and a tank top from the night before. I was happy. Finally. I hadn’t known what I’d been missing until I was sitting with Beckett, realizing this was my life now. Eventually, I’d move into his place, something we had gone over for a while. It might seem too soon for some, but we weren’t others. This was what we wanted.

We would find our way. Almost losing Beckett had changed everything for me, and I didn’t want to ever wonder what could be without taking a chance in the first place. This was our future. I was his, just as he was mine.

“Eliza, darling, you’d better come out here.”

Something in his tone worried me, and I practically ran to the front door. And then I nearly tripped over my feet.

“Eli? What are you doing here?”

“It took me a while to get time off, but since you were almost hit by a car, I figured I’d come and check on my baby sister.” He glared at Beckett, at his sweat-slick skin, and the fact that it clearly looked like we had just been having sex.

“It seems I’ve interrupted something.”

I rolled my eyes and tugged my brother into the room.

“Stop it. This is my home. You know Beckett.”

“Oh, I know all about Beckett.”

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