Page 74 of The Passion

Flynn: I don’t know, the box of condoms in the bedroom sent the message loud and clear. Don’t want to be an uncle, I get it. I used them. That’s listening.

Rem: Oh my God, that’s gold!

Forrest: Now who’s being the dick, Flynn?

Nic: Both of you!

Nic: Sort your shit out and see you all at 11. Flynn, I assume you have a plan to get her here undetected.

Flynn: Of course.

I don’t yet, but I’ll work it out. At the moment I’m just trying to make sure we have something to get us out of the apartment today and able to act like a normal couple. More importantly, I think Felisha needs a safe place to relax and just take a moment away from the craziness. I’m not sure meeting all the people who are my safe place is taking her away from the crazy or putting her into the middle of it. When she met everyone in Australia, she was in a terrible state and extremely vulnerable. I want to give her a chance to get to know them properly, as friends and not just as people who agreed to help her because of me. A chance to be her true self.

Rem: If you believe that, Nic, you’ll believe anything. Later.

Forrest: Don’t fuck this up.

Forrest: Oh, that’s right, you already did.

What is wrong with him? Why is he so aggressive this morning? He was okay when I messaged him earlier to bring the clothes, but something has got him riled up.

Flynn: Aren’t we Mr. Grumpy this morning. Leave that guy at home.

Nic: Why do I always feel like the father of this group. Can we all play nice today while we have new friends visiting?

Nic: Be there at 11 and don’t be late, otherwise I will be the grumpy one!

With that, the messages went quiet, which is usually what happens when Nic has spoken. He might not want the title, but he is definitely the father of the group. It sort of goes hand in hand with the boss title.

“Hmmm, clothes, yes, we might need them later for the farm. Not sure naked horseback riding is on the list of planned activities.”

“What? What farm, what are we doing?” Her excitement overtakes her as she sits upright in a flash. Turning her body toward me, the sheet pools nicely around her waist. Yes, I could get used to waking up to this sight every morning.

“You keep flashing those tits in front of me and all plans are now canceled and we aren’t leaving this bed.” I start to sit up to suck on one, only to be shoved back onto the bed, and the sheet is dragged up her body very quickly.

“There is no way you are getting anywhere near this body for at least another twelve hours. I can hardly move now as it is.” She rolls her eyes at me, and although I joked about it, I actually had no intention of sex this morning. I want Felisha to know that there is more to us being together than our awesome sex life.

“Well, it sounds like you need to get into some serious training then. Like an Olympic athlete. They train for hoursa day so their body is endurance fit.” I try to sound serious although she knows I’m not.

“You did not just compare sex with you to an Olympic marathon.” Raising her hand, she pretends to hit her forehead at the ridiculousness of my comment.

“All I can say is that I haven’t heard you complaining so far. So, let’s work on that fitness… tonight.” Just as she is about to chastise me again, I roll over and stand up from the bed, watching her eyes drop from my face down my body and the soft smile that she is showing without realizing it. “We need to feed you now, and then we are spending the day with my friends out at Nic and Tori’s farm. And I have invited Harper too, because I guess if you are with me, we adopt her into our group too, and I’m perfectly okay with that.” I leave her staring at me with her mouth half open in shock, and I love that I can give her this little reprieve.

With no shame, I walk naked to the bathroom and half close the door while I’m going to the toilet and slip on my shorts again. I hear her scrambling out of the bed and throwing the shirt over her head, and then she’s off in search of her phone is my guess.

I walk out to the living room to her texting like crazy on her phone, and there are no prizes to guess it’s to Harper.

“Babe, there is a bag in the foyer that Harper packed for you. Hopefully it will have everything in it you need. If not, we can have her bring whatever you need with her to the farm. Now go shower and freshen up while I make breakfast. We have an hour and half before we need to leave.”

Her fingers pause, hovering over her phone, while she looks toward the elevator and sees the bag, then looks back at me.

“Seriously, how do I deserve you?” is all she can say, and she looks so cute in my shirt, blissfully happy. It’s just how I want to see her when we are together.

“Just remember how you feel right now the next time I piss you off.” It’s a reminder of all the things I haven’t told her that are just building up, ready to send her into a full explosion, but we will worry about that when the time comes.

“True,” she says as she grabs the bag and runs back into the bedroom.

Sassy now chooses to move out of her bed, looking up at me with the sweetest face as she walks into the kitchen.

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