Page 135 of Ignite

“So needy,” I tease, stroking him.

“So what are the plans for this week?” Lily asks, leaning over to grab the bowl of chips.

“Working mainly. Might clean the car. Potentially sort my laundry out.”

Her mouth falls open.

“Fuck. Is he trying to domesticate you too?”

I scowl at her.

“No. No one could ever do that.”

I hope that isn’t what he expects from me.

“What if he’s as messy as I am?” I gasp in horror.

Lily chuckles and shoves some chips in her mouth.

“Hire a cleaner.”

“True.”

Not on my wage we won't be. I snuggle up with Bertie and start scrolling through the TV to find a film with a smile on my face. I’m really fucking happy.

By the time I can hardly keep my eyes open, I glance over and find Lily sound asleep beside me. I’ve been utterly exhausted today, probably after spending the weekend with Conan, I need a week’s rest. I look at my phone and it’s nearly midnight.

Conan’s nickname appears on the screen.

Beastie

You still awake? Are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been quiet.

That pulls at my heart.

Me

I’m fine, I promise. I’m just tired.

I see the little dots keep appearing and disappearing. Until it pings.

Beastie

Tired of…not me, I hope.

This man. He will be the death of me. But I love how much he needs me.

Me

No, beastie. When I feel like this, all I need is you xx

His reply is instant.

Beastie

Fuck. I wanna drop everything and come back to you.

And the thing is, he probably would, just as I would for him. But he can’t. This week is important.

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