Page 49 of Level Me Up

Lunch was very entertaining, mostly because of Link and Simon. I could tell that they have been to many Roberts’ Family Dinners over the years. I could also tell that Link was like the Roberts’ third son.

After lunch, I helped clear the table and clean the dishes. Dex tried to stay with me, but his mother shooed him off, and I was ok with that. We chatted, she asked about my job, and I told her about Ruby and Gia. She shared some embarrassing stories about Dex growing up, which I will definitely use against him at some point.

It was very easy to talk to Joan, she was a mother through and through, and there was no doubt in my mind that she would care about anyone the moment they stepped foot in her door. It was even easy to tell her about my mom when she asked me about my parents. She listened to me talk about my mom, and I surprisingly didn't feel the need to cry.

At the end of the conversation, sitting at the island in the kitchen, she leaned over and gave me a hug. "Thank you for telling me about your mom, Morgan. She sounded like an amazing woman, and I know she would be proud of the way her daughter turned out."

Well, that made me tear up, but I held them back and said, "Thank you for saying that."

She cleared her throat and stated that we should be getting back to the boys, as it was only a matter of time before Dex would come to steal me away. We made our way back into the sunroom and joined them. The rest of the afternoon was spent talking and laughing. It ended up being a great day.

The car ride home was much like the ride there. Simon, Link, and Dex filled the car with entertaining chatter. Instead of taking me back to my apartment, I just went home with Dex. Spending the night with him really isn’t anything new. We just hang out in the living room with Link and Simon, the three of them getting in a few rounds ofCall of Battlewhile I read a book in the chair.

“Hey, I have to go to work tomorrow, so I’m gonna go to bed,” I say to Dex closing my Kindle.

He shoots me a quick grin and says, “Ok guys, this is my last round.” Then says to me, “I’ll be in in five minutes.”

I walk to his room and close the door behind me. I head to the bathroom and wash my face and brush my teeth. I keep a travel toothbrush in my purse, because really, it is too soon to be keeping stuff at this apartment. Ruby will swing by in the morning to pick me up for work, but I knew I was going to be staying here tonight, so I brought everything I need to get ready in the morning. As I walk out of his bathroom into the bedroom, Dex is pulling out a t-shirt from his dresser.

He tosses it to me, and I catch it. He gives me a kiss as he heads to the bathroom. I change into the shirt. It smells like Dex, and I love it. I want to take it home with me so I can smell him later when I’m alone. Will he think it is creepy if I just shove it in my purse when I change in the morning? Maybe I could find a way to get him to leave a shirt at my place.

I snuggle into his bed and get comfy. He comes out of the bathroom and says, “You better not be asleep already.”

“Nope. Not yet, but close.”

“Hmmm. You’ve said that before.”

I giggle. “Yeah, Ok, Dex.” And he gets into bed next to me.

“So, you want a tutoring lesson tonight?” he asks as he places his hand on my hip. We lay facing each other.

“Hmmm. It’s really late.” I lay there with my eyes closed, but with a small smile on my face.

“So.” His hand slides down my hip to my outer thigh.

“I’m exhausted.” I clamp my eyes shut even more. I know what he is doing. I start to feel tingles at my core when his hand doesn’t end where it started back over the shirt but under it. He moves closer to me so our noses are almost touching.

“Babe, I don’t think you’re that tired.” The only thing I can do is let out a little whine when his fingertips start to tease the soft skin of my inner thigh.

“But I guess you’re right. It probably is too late.” My eyes fly open and give him a daring look. He’s teased me enough to know there is no way I can go to sleep now.

A deep, low chuckle is his reply as his fingers gently slide beneath the top of my panties and skim my skin, leaving warm tingles in their wake. I close the small gap between us, kissing him fiercely. That is all the invitation his fingers need to dive even further down my panties to find my center, resulting in me not having another coherent thought.

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