Page 45 of Old Money

My eyes widen.

“You want to see it?”

She nods, sliding her hand down to her navel.

“Right here,” she says, pointing to her stomach. “I want to see what I do to you.”

I growl, pushing her legs back up and plunging back inside, bringing myself closer to the edge again. She moans as the aftershocks crash through her, and when I know I’m close, I pull back out.

I grip myself, yanking the condom off and pumping fast until I blow all over her beautiful body. She smiles down like she’s staring at the fruits of her labor.

“God, you’re fucking sexy,” she says. I laugh and shake my head as I catch my breath then pull her up slowly. I scoop her up, carrying her into the bathroom and turning on the shower. I wash her from head to toe, kissing her shoulders as I scrub her hair. She does the same when she washes mine, then we rinse off, get out, and get into her bed, staring out over the ocean.

She’s curled on me, and I’m dragging lazy fingers up and down her arm as the moonlight brightens up the room.

“Julian?” she says sleepily, her eyes still closed.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

My heart stops beating in my chest for a moment.

The world stops spinning.

She doesn’t look panicked. She doesn’t seem nervous about the confession she just made. She doesn’t look concerned that I might not return it.

She looks just as calm and at peace as she did a minute ago.

Butfuck.

IknowI’m in love with her.

I knew it early on, when nothing else mattered to me except for her safety.

I’ve never said it to anyone.

Not even my ex-fiancée.

We exchanged casual “I love yous” but nothing that held any true weight.

But now, I have this angel of a girl in this bed with me.

She doesn’t want or need anything from me except for my time. If our lives never got more exciting than this little bed in this little room in this little apartment, it would be enough.

Iwould be enough.

I reach down and tilt her chin to me, and she slowly opens her sleepy emerald eyes.

“Sweet girl, I’ve been in love with you from the second time we met. I am going to give you anything and everything you could ever need,” I whisper. She smiles, leaning forward to kiss my lips.

“Just stay right here, and your mission will be accomplished.”

God, she really is perfect.

SAWYER

When I wake up, he’s gone. And I quickly decide that I don’t like that near as much as when he’s wrapped around me. I hear him talking from the kitchen, and I reach over and grab his t-shirt from the night before and pull it on. I snort in his scent like I’m doing a line of coke and then make my way out.

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