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I closed the door.
Her lips were thin, and her face was white. Something had happened. I went to kiss her. “Kerry…” She was my everything. I loved her. The moment our lips met, the world disappeared entirely.
As it ended, she hugged me and said, “I’m happy you’re back ahead of schedule, but did something happen to one of the jobs?”
The last thing she needed to do was worry. I squeezed her hand as she pulled away. “No. I worked fast to get back to you.”
She cupped my face but then stepped back and rocked back and forth. “That’s sweet. So my mother spoke to my ex today…”
I ran my hand down her back. “Why?”
She nodded and met my gaze. “It seems my mother wanted to know if the medications I was on would make me delusional. And apparently, he apologized to her that it came to me jumping out of the car to make my point.”
As long as she wasn’t afraid or worried about anything, it was okay. I smiled and stepped back. “That’s good.”
She raised her chin high. “He offered to send me my prescriptions, but I said no. I don’t know why he had a few of his doctor friends on the line, but it felt like a setup. Since I left, I’ve been fine, and that’s what I said.”
She was confident and capable. I winked. “You are more than fine. You’re smart, which is why I made you my partner.”
She curled her arms around her waist. “You think?”
I massaged her shoulders, and she let her hands fall to her sides. “Why wouldn’t you be? You know yourself the best, so what do you believe?”
She sucked on her lower lip then met my gaze. For a second, she didn’t say anything, but then she curled her lips higher into a smile. “That I am rational, sane, and capable of running our business is exactly what I needed to hear.”
Perfect. At least I’d not stressed her by mentioning how she had my heart whenever she wanted it. I let her go and grabbed the bowls, kissing her cheek on my way to the counter. “Good, and you know we’re exclusive, so no one else is invited into our beds or lives.”
“Okay. I don’t want to share you.” Her eyes had a gleam in them that made me excited and tense. “And soon, we’ll be rich.”
Right. My mind snapped. I’d not read the blog or told Kerry who I was. I let her go. “Yes. Do you believe in gossip?”
She massaged the back of her head. “I don’t care what people think or say about me.”
Whatever was on the page didn’t matter to us, then. I curled my arms around her and said, “Me too. I just want you.”
Then we kissed, and fire burned in my veins.
She followed me to the bedroom. “I thought for sure we’d eat tonight.”
Goose bumps appeared on my arms, and my heart pounded in my chest, but I didn’t dare touch her yet. “Are you hungry?”
She slipped off her shirt. “Only for you.”
“We’ll eat later,” I said, following her lead.
I needed her more than anything else. She was all that mattered to me, and as she ignited my lips with desire, I realized something more powerful drove me. I truly loved her.
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Warren pressed against me, and I ached for him. The moment he told me he loved me replayed in my mind. I stepped away to close the blinds, as we didn’t need neighbors walking to their cars to see anything.
I’d never lived in a place hardly bigger than my freshman year dorm room since my freshman year, but with Warren, it was enough because we were fucking happy. He was amazing. I wouldn’t have changed any of it.
My toes curled when he led me to our bed. My stomach trembled and some voice in the back of my head whispered that I should leave, but I pushed the thought away. We would navigate the changes somehow. Sex didn’t have to ruin everything. I reached for his pants as my muscles tensed in anticipation of having him inside me.
It wasn’t a dream. My skin felt electrified where it brushed against his cock. I continued and unzipped his pants, stripped them off him, and went to my hands and knees.
