Page 78 of Eternally Yours
I nod and chuckle. “Of course, you. You’re like my sister.” She begins to weep into her hands. “Aw, you weren’t supposed to cry, Em! You’re the tough one, no tears!” I say as we both start tearing up.
“I know! I’m sorry, I can’t help it!” She sobs and throws herself into my naked arms.
“Oh no, am I missing the tears of joy party?”
We both look to the door and find Morgan standing in the threshold.
“No, you’re right on time. Come on!” Em tells her before Morg skips into the room, joining our embrace—her at my exposed back, and Emma at my sheet-covered front.
“I’m so happy for you two, sweetie. I knew you guys were meant for each other. God, I’m so excited! I love weddings!” We squeeze each other tighter, rocking from side to side and end up tipping over.
My back lies partially on top of Morgan, the cover somehow half wrapped around my body. Only exposing my legs and back, but all intimate parts stay hidden, while Emma rests her head on my chest, one leg swung over mine.
We’re a giggling, sobbing mess when we hear a low whistle come from the entrance to our room. We all turn to the noise, not letting go of our position, and find two very attractive hockey players watching us.
One leans his back against the open door, and the other against the wall on the opposite side of the doorway. Arms crossed at their chests and feet crossed at the ankle, clearly enjoying the view.
Silas looks over to Clay. “Is it just me, or does this feel like a fantasy come to life?”
“One hell of a fantasy,” Clay replies with a lustful smirk as he rubs at his jaw.
As I watch Clay giving his wife those‘come fuck me’eyes, the situation hits me. I’m naked... in bed. With four extra people in the room, and only one of those four should be seeing me in such a state. My body and face instantly flush bright red.
“Um, babe... I’m naked,” I try to say quietly, even though I’m pretty sure it’s obvious.
“Yeah, you are,” Silas says in an erotic voice, which further deepens my blush. I open my eyes wide and wait for my words to sink in.
It only takes a few seconds, but then his eyes widen like mine, and the smile on his face vanishes. “You’re naked... shit! You’re naked. Everyone out!”
He grabs his friend by the collar and pushes him out of the room. Clay, solely focused on his wife, doesn’t see it coming and nearly stumbles on his way out. Both girls giggle as they get up and caper out after the boys.
I lay on my back for a moment, arms raised above my head, and let out a joyful sigh, feeling like my life is finally getting its new beginning. With Silas.
Fifteen minutes and a quick shower later, I skip down the steps and join the gang in the kitchen, but Clay catches me before I make it around the counter to the coffee calling my name.
He wraps his arms around my shoulder and kisses the top of my head. “Congratulations, C. Happy to officially have you in our family. And no, I didn’t see anything I wasn’t supposed to up there.”
I shake my head against his chest and pull away. “Thanks for letting me know.”
Silas has his ass perched against the counter with two cups in his hands, stretching one out to me.
I yank it from his hand and greedily take a long sip of the warm nectar. “Hmm, I love you,” I say, looking at the caramel-colored liquid.
“I love you too, babe.”
I look up and narrow my eyes. “I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to my coffee.”
Clay guffaws from behind us, slapping his hand to the kitchen island. “I think your future bride needs food. Welcome to married life, Hayes.”
Silas sets his mug beside him and pulls me by the waist into him, my cup held with both hands between us. “Is this how it’s going to be? I put a ring on your finger, and suddenly you stop loving me?” He pouts, giving me sad puppy eyes.Seems he’s picking up tricks from Milo.
I place my cup beside his and wrap my arms around his waist. “I’ll always love you.”
“I know.” He winks with a smirk.
I roll my eyes. “Always so cocky.”
He lowers his head, nipping at my bottom lip. “You love my cock.”
