Page 113 of The Passion

Pulling apart for air, we are both panting like we have run a marathon.

“God, I want you to fuck me right now.” Her words surprise me.

“Don’t tempt me, baby, because fuck, I want to sink inside you so badly too, but we can’t.” I’m almost growling at trying to keep my restraint. “You have to go and be the big boss today, show the world who you really are.”

“Well, if missing out on sex with you is a downside of being a boss, not sure I want this job.” The most beautiful smile comes across her face. “But on the flip side, being the boss means I can do what I like, like being late this morning.”

“Oh, are you that desperate for me, boss lady?” I drop my hands to her waist and lift her up as I stand.

“Desperate might be an exaggeration.” She laughs at me as I’m storming toward the bedroom.

“You can pretend all you want, but I’m man enough to say that I’m desperate to feel your skin on mine. I need to show you in the best possible way how much I love you. Yesterday I felt like I couldn’t breathe without you.”

I place her on the ground in front of the bed, and she looks up at me with the softness in her eyes that I’m used to.

“Luchia was right about you. Your heart is tender, and you are soft on the inside. And that is why I love you too.” She didn’t need to say the words, I can see it in her eyes.

Reaching down, I kiss her, with a soft, slow, passionate kiss.

“We need to talk more about Luchia, that woman is incredible. But not right now.” Both of us laugh.

“Now it’s time for me to make you remember what we have together, quickly, just to hold us both through until tonight. Where, woman, I can assure you there will be no sleeping in this bed. Understood?”

“I’d be disappointed if there was,” she replies.

“Naked, now, time’s a-wasting.” My hands are already on her shirt and pulling it over her head.

Today is going to be a good day.

“Do I get to dock your pay for being late this morning?” Nic laughs, walking into my office after his morning meeting with Forrest.

“How do you know I wasn’t out at a work appointment?” I ask, looking up from the proposal I’ve been working on for Nic.

“I don’t know, maybe it was the singing the poor office staff were subjected to when you walked down the corridor this morning, or the smile on your face like all is right with the world, hmmm?”

“Fair call.” I sit back in my chair as he takes a seat across from me.

“I can’t believe she forgave you so quickly. I mean, she did forgive you, right?” He looks down at his phone and rolls his eyes. “And if you could confirm that quickly, otherwise my wife is going to come bursting in here shortly to find out, because apparently I’m too slow with the office gossip.” Both of us start laughing.

“Life was boring around here before you met Tori, you know that, right? She brightens our world.” I can’t wipe the smile off my face as I give him his answer. “And yes, Felisha and I talked this morning. I’m sure I still have a lot of groveling to do, and it will be a long time before she isn’t second-guessing me, but I can live with that.”

“Live with it, you deserve nothing less.” Sighing, he runs his hand through his hair. “Why can’t we seem to learn in this office that keeping secrets from the women we love is the dumbest move ever?”

“Just slow learners, I guess, but luckily, we have the charm and wit to win them back… oh, and dirty knees from getting down and begging for forgiveness.”

“Exactly.” He looks at me more seriously now. “All jokes aside, is everything okay?”

“Yeah, my friend, it really is. Life is going to get crazy while we work through it, Felisha settling into her new role, and I have to navigate learning to live with a woman who takes up three quarters of the wardrobe and whose showers take forever. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“I always wondered who would tie you down, and to be honest, I would not have picked someone strong like Felisha, but she is absolutely perfect for you.” He looks down to his phone buzzing repeatedly in his hand, which is not abnormal in our world.

“I know, and I love her more than you, and I didn’t think that was possible.” Standing from my desk, I walk around to where Nic is also standing now.

“Well, I’m a pretty lovable guy.” To which we both chuckle as I pull him into a hug.

“Thank you for being there for me. I don’t know what I would do without you.” Pulling back from him, I know I have told him this before, but I think he finally understands how much I mean it today.

“Always here, buddy, I’m always here.” He places his hand on my shoulder and squeezes it, as his phone starts ringing again in his hand.

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