“You’re staying?” I smiled.
“If you want me to stay.”
“I would like that.”
“Then let’s go.” He grinned.
He got up from the couch, took hold of my hand, and led me to the bedroom.
“By the way,” he spoke as I changed into my nightshirt, “Saturday night, we have to go to my mom’s house for a while, then after, we’re going to go out with Jules and Carter.”
“Why your mom’s house?”
He pulled back the covers and climbed into bed.
“She wants to talk to me and Jules about something.”
“Does she know I’m coming?” I climbed in next to him.
“No, and she doesn’t know Carter is coming either. We won’t be there long.”
“Okay.” I smiled as he hooked his arm around me, and I lay comfortably on his chest.
I ran my hand over the fabric of his underwear, feeling his cock, which started to get hard.
“What are you doing?” he asked. “I thought you were tired.”
“I need sex.” I grinned as I looked up at him.
“You need it, or you want it?” He smirked.
“Actually, I need it. So, if you wouldn’t mind, I would be forever grateful.”
Instantly, I was on my back, and he was hovering over me. “It would be my pleasure to fulfill your needs, Miss Wade.”
Jackson
Emily and I climbed into the back of my limo and headed to pick up Carter and Jules. After my mother’s house, we would catch a movie, something Emily and I hadn’t done together yet. As Edward pulled up to the curb of my mother’s townhome, Jules grabbed my hand.
“Are you ready for this?” she asked.
“Are either of us ever ready for one of Mother’s talks?”
Carter and Emily laughed as we climbed out of the limo and walked up the steps to the front door. The look on my mother’s face was priceless when she saw Emily and Carter standing there.
“Good evening, Mother,” I spoke as I stepped inside.
“I thought it was just going to be you and your sister?”
“We both had dates tonight, and we weren’t about to cancel them for another one of your talks.” I kissed her cheek.
“Hello, Carter.” She smiled as she hugged him. “I’m sorry, what was your name again?” she asked as she looked at Emily.
“Emily Wade.”
“Ah, yes. That’s right. How could I forget after our engaging conversation at my daughter’s birthday party?”
I rolled my eyes and walked to the living room, where a fire roared in the fireplace.