Page 92 of One Last Time
Finn looks to me and then back to Noah. “Me, too! Did you cry when hedied?”
The two of them start talking about the plot and what they would’ve done if they were each character. Noah and Finn take turns laughing at the ideas they come up with and the reasonswhy.
Aubrey and I follow behind them, and for the first time in a long time, I feelwhole.
Even with all the crap that happened today, it’s as if my life just clicked into place. My son is smiling, even though a few hours ago he was in tears. My daughter is happy and smitten with Noah. And I know how lucky I am to have found thisman.
As we walk, people stare, whisper, and a few take photos, but he doesn’t acknowledge anyone. He only gives the three of us histime.
“You having fun?” Noah asks as the kids run off to see thesharks.
I wish I could kiss him right now, but this isn’t the right time. We’re in public, and the kids are in no way ready to see anything close to a relationship. “I am. I miss our bubble,though.”
He leans against the railing beside me. Our arms brush against each other, which is the most touching we’ve done. “I do, too. I liked ourprivacy.”
“Hi, Mr. Frazier, I was wondering if I could take a picture with you?” A girl in her early twenties asks, giving him the face Aubreyuses.
“I’m sorry, I’m here with some friends, and we’re trying to stay low-key.” He politely declines her question, but she still pouts a bit as shenods.
“Oh, sure. Thanksanyway.”
When we went to dinner weeks ago, he said he doesn’t like to turn fans away. I’m confused about why he would do it now. “You could’ve taken aphoto.”
He leans in, and I feel his breath on my face. “Not when we’re together, sweetheart. When I’m with you or your kids, I’m just Noah. There’s no photos or any of that, it’sus.”
My eyes meet his and even in the dark, I see the meaning behind his words. Noah is choosing us over anything else. He’s giving us his time, his heart, his attention. Things that matter. If I could bottle this feeling, Iwould.
“You have no idea how much I want to kiss you rightnow.”
Noah smiles. “I’m pretty sure I canguess.”
“You’ll just have to make up the losttime.”
“Yeah?”
I move my finger so it just touches his hand. “I’m thinkingtonight.”
“Noah!” Aubrey yells with her hands on the glass. “Come see! The shark is going to eatFinn!”
He hooks his pinky with mine. “You’reon.”
I lean my head back and wonder what the hell I did in this life to deserve him. Here’s a man who could get any woman he wants, and yet, he’s with me. I’m sure Noah’s life is filled with invites, parties, and probably no shortage of indulgences, but he’s at an aquarium with two kids and a divorcee. Life is good, and I’m a luckybitch.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Kristin
“Fuck, your mouth is heaven,”Noah says as I bob. “That’s it, sweetheart. Take medeeper.”
I do. I take his cock back as far as I can, and he groans. I love the way his face scrunches when he’s trying to keep himself in check. There’s something gratifying about a simple girl like me being the reason the vein in his neck isswelling.
His eyes find mine, and I take him deep to the back of my throat. “I’m going to make you come so hard,” he promises. “I’m going to see how many times your body releases for me. I want to taste you, fill you, love you until you can’t take it. Do you wantthat?”
I moan, knowing the vibrations will cause him to loseit.
Noah’s head falls back, and I run my tongue along his shaft as I move up and down. My hands pump him, and he grunts. Then I cup his balls, and he almost loses it. “You. Shit. I can’t. Holy hell.” He can’t get any words out, and I take great pleasure in seeing him out ofcontrol.
I lift, sliding my tongue around the head. “You like that?” I ask as I do itagain.
