Page 98 of One Last Time
“Noah.” Kristin sighs, and her hand moves to mychest.
I smile at the fact that she dreams of me. I adjust her a little when my arm starts to go numb, and she hooks her leg under my calf. She’s a clinger when she sleeps. Her entire body is touching me in someway.
Her dark brown hair covers her face, so I push it back to see the curves of her cheek and jaw. She’s beautiful, and I don’t know how the hell I got so lucky. Finding Kristin was ...unexpected.
As my fingers touch the soft skin, I tell her more that I didn’t say before. “I’m not sure how I’m going to leave in a few days. It’s been months since the show ended, and I need to get back to work, but I keep postponing. You’ve done something to me. You’ve given me back this...part of my heart I threw away. You have no idea how much it’s going to kill me to go.” I damn nearbreak.
The thought of getting on that plane sends a stabbing pain in my stomach. She worries that I won’t want her when I’m right here, telling her daily, and I worry she’ll find an excuse to endit.
I close my eyes and let out a deep breath through mynose.
There’s no way I’m going to lose her, I just need to figure out aplan.
I tell myself to get out of bed and leave, but I want to hold her for a few more minutes. I would hold her forever if she’d letme.
“Mommy!”A bang causes me to pry my eyes open. “Mommy! Why is the door not opening?” Aubrey’s voice soundsmuffled.
Fuck. I passed out and spent thenight.
“Kris.” I shake Kristin a little, and she boltsupright.
“Huh?What?”
“Aubrey,” I whisper and point to thedoor.
“Mommy! I’m hungry, and Finn won’t get the milk. Are you in there?” Her little fingers poke through the gap on thefloor.
Kristin’s eyes are wide as she scans the room with panic. “Shit.” She hisses as she covers her face. “Shit, shit,shit.”
I look over at the clock and curse myself. It’s almost seven in the morning. I knew better than to fallasleep.
She puts her hand over my mouth, even though I wasn’t going to say anything, and clears her throat. “I’ll be right out, baby. I’m gettingdressed.”
“Are you sleeping?” sheasks.
“I’m awake now,” Kristin replies. “Go in the kitchen, and I’ll be rightthere.”
Kris jumps out of bed, and I admire the view. Her see-through lace bra lets me see every inch of her perfect breasts, and the thong she’s wearing is sexy as fuck. I sit up a bit more, propping myself in the rightposition.
“Noah, what are you doing?” she whispers loudly as she covers her gorgeous ass with a pair ofpants.
“What?” Ismirk.
“Get up,” she instructs. “You can’t be here right now. How am I ever going to explainthis?”
I love when she gets flustered. It’s when her guard is down and she isn’t worried about what flies out of hermouth.
“Relax,sweetheart.”
She stands straight, glares at me, and then goes back to digging through her clothes. “Relax? Right. Oh, I know,” she rambles on, “Mommy had a naughty sleepover, kids, ignore the big man sneaking out.” I chuckle, which earns me another look of death. “You weren’t supposed to stay thenight.”
I know this much, but I am here, and I can’t exactly do anything now. “I swear, you were just so comfortable, and I needed to be with you. I didn’t mean tostay.”
That seems to stun her a little. “Don’t be all sweet when I’m supposed to be mad at you. You need to getup.”
“And gowhere?”
She throws a sweatshirt on and shakes her hands. “I don’t know. Why do you have to be so freaking hot that I forget that I’m an adult? Couldn’t you be . . . anything bad?” Kristin chucks my shirt at me, hitting me in the face. “I’m a responsible mother one day, and then you come along, and I’m dropping my panties like astripper.”
