“I want you to meet my family too,” I said. “This summer maybe. We’re not super close, but you’re important to me, and…they’re a part of me.”
Rhett kissed my temple. “I’d love to meet them, if only to know you better.”
Linh’s text had been just the first sign of the real word pounding at our door. School and work wouldn’t continue to wait just because we were in love.
Thursday, we reluctantly returned to our daily routines—which sadly left only bits and pieces of time for us together. But there were some differences. We woke in the same bed now, showered together, and made plans to meet up for lunch.
When he said he was too busy to come by the apartment before work, I was surprised. “What will you be doing? It’s not like you have to go out to find hookups now that you’ve got a boyfriend.”
He’d smiled. “Yeah, thank god for adorable boyfriends.” He nuzzled my neck, making me squirm. “But it’s been ages since I’ve had a hookup, and good riddance to them. This iswaybetter.”
“I guess if you consider two weeks a long time ago,” I said dubiously.
He looked confused. “What do you mean? I haven’t had a hookup since before we started messing around together. Before our first kiss, even.”
It was my turn to be puzzled. “But all those afternoons you had mysterious errands to run…”
His eyes cleared. “I was doing tutoring sessions for my algorithms class, Ethan, or occasionally running errands for my family.”
I felt like an idiot. My face heated. “Oh. You never said.”
Rhett looked horrified. “You really thought I was meeting other guys all those times? I couldn’t get you out of my mind. All I wanted was you.”
My heart melted for him for about the hundredth time. “I would have understood if youweremeeting other guys. My stupid rules were the reason we stopped hooking up. I should never have made that checklist.”
Rhett pulled me close and kissed the tip of my nose. “Those rules forced us to confront our feelings. It’s not all bad.”
I smiled grudgingly. I loved the way Rhett could put a positive spin on almost anything. But maybe he was right. We might have floated along as hookup buddies, never discussing our feelings or moving our relationship forward without those rules.
“If you need help with your class…”
Rhett snorted. “You probablycoulddo a better job of it than me, but no. I’m good. I have a plan in the works.”
“Okay. Then, I’ll see you later?”
“Count on it,” he said. “If you’re sleeping, I’m going to crawl into that bed and wake you up.”
Anticipation tightened my gut. “I’d be mad if you didn’t.”
“Love the more aggressive Ethan,” Rhett teased. “So hot.”
I swatted his ass, laughing, and he kissed me goodbye—such a small but monumental thing—and walked out the door.
He might have meant his words as a tease, but I felt pride warm my chest. I no longer felt like a doormat for other people to trample.
Standing up for what I wanted, even when it was scary, had been the right thing to do. I had everything I wanted. Rhett in my arms, Zilla out of Tess’s clutches, and the future stretching out before me.
* * *
RHETT
“Hey, I have to ask you something kind of important.”
“Hmm?” I looked down at Ethan, curled up naked against me after a late-night round of sex. Despite waking him at two-thirty a.m., Ethan had enthusiastically indulged my desire to bottom. He’d still let me lead, but I could feel the confidence in him, growing day by day.
My ass still ached with the phantom burn of Ethan’s cock filling me up. It had felt good, but it was the way he’d looked at me—like I was his very own miracle—that had made it truly amazing. I’d never felt that kind of connection with anyone before.
Each time Ethan and I came together—whether it was for a simple kiss, quick soapy orgasms in the shower, or one of us inside the other—I felt the bond between us growing stronger, pulling us closer together.