Page 54 of The Roommate Situation

“Me, too,” I say, and glance at his lips. His mouth meets mine and I groan into the kiss. It only takes a few seconds of his tongue tangling with mine and his fingers playing with my nipple through the fabric of my shirt before I’m rock hard and leaking into my panties.

“Jesus, little rabbit,” he rasps, pulling away. “I can’t get enough of you.”

My response is a whimper as I pull him back to me, kissing him harder and bucking my hips up into him.

He moans, and I pull back this time. “Should we be doing this?” I ask, trying to catch my breath as my cock aches in my jeans. “With your family downstairs?”

“Yes,” he says, then starts kissing my neck as he continues to play with my nipples. I moan and tilt my head back. “It’s just my dad and brothers.” More kisses. “They’ll be fine. Not like they haven’t fucked or jerked off with me in the house a billion times.”

“What if…” my words come out slowly as I gasp and moan at the way he licks and bites at my neck. “What if they hear us? You know I’m not quiet.”

“Oh, Aaron and Archer are standing outside the door listening to everything already.”

“What?” I say, eyes wide. Parker stops his onslaught of my neck and grins at me.

“Are not!” a voice comes from the hall, and my eyes widen even further.

“For fuck’s sake,” another voice says, “I told you you were breathing too loud.”

Parker rolls his eyes and I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen him do that before. I can’t help laughing.

“It wasn’t my breathing, shit for brains,” the first voice says. “It was your stench. God, when was the last time you bathed?”

“Come here, you have something in your eye.”

“Ouch.”

I’m laughing even more now, and trying not to, and Parker shouts, “Get away pervs, you’re scaring Rory.”

“Make it good for him, bro!” one of the twins shouts. I still can’t tell which one.

Parker flushes and so do I, but we hear footsteps padding down the hall and a, “Oh my god, stop it. You’re such a loser.”

Parker shakes his head, but he’s grinning again when he looks at me.

“I love you,” I tell him, and his grin gets wider.

“I love you, too,” he says, and kisses me again.

We make love, and forget Parker’s family. I am almost certain that with how amazing Parker is making me feel, the entire neighborhood can hear me.

EPILOGUE

SIX YEARS LATER

RORY

“Papa!” my daughter shrieks, her chubby little toddler legs carrying her to the front door and her pigtails bouncing as Parker steps inside. He crouches and she jumps into his arms. Then he’s spinning her around and showering her with kisses, making her squeal even more in delight.

I have our son on my hip as I reach my husband and press up on my tiptoes to kiss him. He beams at me and presses a kiss to Ethan’s cheek.

The twins, Emily and Ethan, are two now. We married four years ago, shortly after graduation, and having children early on was never something Parker and I hesitated on. We both knew we wanted them, and growing our family has been wonderful in so many ways. It’s had it’s challenges, too, of course, but I always knew that whatever we faced we would do it together, and we have.

My noise sensitivity has been a struggle with young kids in the house, like we knew it would be, but I didn’t want it to keep us from having them. I’ve managed with my ear plugs, and ournext door neighbor, Ruth, is a super sweet lady in her sixties who lives alone and watches them a couple of days a week so I can get a break and get some work done. She’s amazing with them and they adore her. She also loves Parker’s cooking, just like everyone else, so we pay her in cupcakes and cookies and the occasional dinner, and since we live only a few short minutes from my parents and my sisters, who are now thirteen, we have lots of people willing to babysit for us.

We’ve had to be very selective about the toys we purchase and that we allow our families to purchase for the kids so it doesn't make things harder for me, and they’ve all been supportive and understanding of that, which I really appreciate.

I try to make sure we have enough quiet activities throughout the day so I can relax. We read, and paint, and color, and go for walks, usually stopping for a visit with Ruth along the way.

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