Page 44 of SCRUMptious

Lauren was silent for a few moments. “Does it change the way you feel about them? About Royce, Keyshawn, and Kaylie?”

It shouldn’t have surprised me, but the fact that Lauren had heard their names only once but remembered them tugged at something deep in my chest. I’d spoken a lot of nonsense in my life, to the point that most people didn’t bother listening to me anymore, but she heard and absorbed everything I said. She listened to me in a way no one ever had before. Even when I was spouting rubbish, my words reachedher.

I shook my head. “Nah, not really. I don’t have a relationship withthem.”

“But you could, if you wantedto.”

I took the time to consider it. What would that look like? Before, I’d told myself the only thing I had in common with them was our father, but now I knew that wasn’t even true. But they didn’t, I thought. It wasn’t their fault my dad and their moms had made some sort of crazy child support pact when they’d been born. But it wasn’t mine either and I didn’t know if I was ready to welcome these strangers into my life. “I’ll think aboutit.”

Lauren kissed my chest, over my heart, through my white tuxedo shirt, and then snuggled closer, if that was at all possible.

“What are you going to say to yourmom?”

I blew out a frustrated breath and shoved my hand behind my head, staring up at the ceiling. “I don’t know,” I admitted. “It’s … I …”

Lauren rolled onto her stomach and propped her chin in her palm. “Can I say something?”

“Of course,” I answered, brushing a lock of her hair behind her ear. “You never have toask.”

“I know her not being here hurts you. I admit, when you told me why she said she couldn’t come, it pissed me off too. But knowing about her and Patty? Well, I can see how that might change things.”

I pushed myself up against the headboard. “It doesn’t change the fact that she chose her lover—” I spat the word “—over her goddamnson.”

Lauren scooted onto her knees and took my hand. “No, it doesn’t. That’s not what I meant. She should have been here. But …” She looked away and chewed on herlip.

“Butwhat?”

Bringing her eyes back around to mine, she asked, “What if you had loved me for 20 years, but we couldn’t be together? What if you’d had to hide your feelings for me, only getting bits of me in stolen moments? But then, suddenly, our circumstances changed and we could be together, out in the open, nothing holding us back? What would youdo?”

I stared her in silent wonder, letting her questions sink in. The idea of not having Lauren by my side every day of my life was like a silent knife to my chest. I’d known within weeks of meeting her that I was in love with her, that I’d never love anyone like I loved her. And once she’d told me that she loved me the same way, there was nothing that would have stood in my way. I would have followed her to the ends of the earth to be withher.

As if she could read my mind, she smiled sadly and said, “Yeah, metoo.”

She gathered her dress up around her hips and came to me on her knees, her eyes flicking between mine. “Once I realized that yours was the face I wanted to wake up to every morning, and the last one I want to see when I take my last dying breath, there was nothing that could have kept you from me. Absolutely nothing, Donal.”

And then she straddled my lap and began unbuttoning my shirt.

“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice cracking.

“You’re hurting, and I’m making you feel better.”

With my shirt lying open to reveal my bare skin, she immediately got to work on my belt buckle and the button of my trousers. With my fly open, Lauren slipped her hands inside my briefs and rubbed mycock.

“Do you want me to make you feel better?” she asked as I grew hard in herpalm.

I swallowed and my head fell back against the wall. “What about our guests?”

She shrugged and her eyes twinkled with devilry. “What aboutthem?”

“What if they wonder where we went?” Reflexively, I rolled my hips in her grip, my cock slipping through her fisted fingers.

“Oh, they’ll know.” She squeezed my dick, and with a flick of her wrist, my eyes practically rolled back in my head. “I plan on screaming your name—loudly—as I come all over this glorious cock.” She gave it a downward stroke. “Then you’re going to fill my pussy with your cum and we’re going to go back out there to cut our cake and listen to our friends and family toast our marriage.”

Holy shit.I groaned and closed my eyes, my hips jerking forward as she jacked me off. I loved it when Lauren talked dirty. It wasn’t something she did often, but when she did, her words alone could make my dick weep with gratitude.

Lauren leaned forward and sucked my earlobe between her teeth, and then bit down, the sting going straight to my balls. “And then tonight, when everyone’s gone and it’s just you and me, I’m going to let you fuck myass.”

My eyes popped open in shock. Sometimes, when I was fucking her from behind, she’d let me play with her asshole. And other times, in the heat of the moment, I’d spank her ass and promise to someday stick my dick in her tight little hole, but that had just been words. Dirty, filthy words that made us both hot. I’d never actually tried to fuck her ass, and she’d never asked meto.

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