Page 57 of 40 and (Tired of) Faking It
“Good evening.” She opened the door fully, allowing him in. “Looks like you brought me a treat.”
“I did.” He walked through to the kitchen and set the cake on the island. When he continued standing there, staring down at the box, Lily came up behind him and placed a warm hand on his back.
“Everything okay?”
Refusing to wait a second longer, he turned to her, scooping her up against him until their bodies melded together. Head tucked into the wild curls he adored so much, he whispered hoarsely, “You know I love you, right, sweetheart?”
Damn, not romantic at all. But it was heartfelt. In the moments before she answered him, he thought his heart might burst out of his chest.
“I know you do.” Tipping back, she cupped his face and raised it until their eyes met. “You might not have said the words, but every moment, every breath, every touch told me so.”
He kissed her roughly, relief and love colliding inside him. When Lily opened her mouth and let him inside, lust was added to the mix.
Finally Lily released him, laughing. “So is this why you brought me a treat from Claire?”
“How did you know it was from Claire?” he asked, face buried in her cleavage.
“Because of the box.”
He grunted, pressing Lily’s hips forward to give his stiff cock some relief. “So…”
Lily ground her pelvis against him. “So…what?”
“So…how exactly do you feel? About me?”
She eased back. JD forced his eyes open. When he stared into Lily’s, he found that same soft look she’d given him every time he saw her since the night he’d told her he wanted a future with her.
“I love you.”
JD groaned, relief coursing through him. He picked her up, clutching her to him, and spun her around.
“JD!”
That laugh was the best thing about his life. He loved giving her joy. He loved making her happy.
He loved her.
When he said it again, she brought her knees up to clutch at his hips, aligning their bodies perfectly. “I might have already known, but I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing the words.”
“Me either,” he agreed, setting her on her feet. “Come on.”
Before he could drag her to the bedroom, Lily pulled back. “Wait a minute.”
“What?”
Her look was teasing. “You’re not the only one who brought a treat for tonight?”
If his cock got any stiffer, he could pound nails. “No?”
“No.” Lily reached for the tie of her robe. “I have one for you too.”
Moving so slowly he thought he might go insane, Lily began stripping off the robe to reveal a sheer black nightgown that cupped her breasts tightly, then fell to her full hips. Beneath the gown he could see a pair of matching lace thong panties.
“Did you wax?” The words sounded like he’d swallowed gravel. Of course she’d waxed. No way her pretty blonde curls wouldn’t show with panties that tiny.
“Maybe.”
He growled. “If you won’t tell me, I’ll just find out for myself.”
