Page 72 of Connected By Stars
“Thanks, Soph. I’m lucky, too. I have thebestbest friend in the whole world.”
“Damn right you do,” she says, grinning at me.
“So, are you okay with this then? I couldn’t truly be happy if I didn’t have your approval.”
“I was shocked. I’m not going to lie, but when I saw the way he talks about you, I knew it must be something special. I’ve never seen him look like that, ever. You know him. He’s nevereven had a girl stay the night. He pulled you on his lap to cuddle you, for God’s sake. What the hell have you done to my brother?” She laughs.
“I have no idea, but I’ve never been happier.”
“I’m happy then too.” Her eyes get wide. “Do you know what this means? If you guys get married one day, you’ll be my sister-in-law, and our kids will be cousins,” she squeals.
“Let’s just see how the dating part goes first before you jump the gun and have us walking down the aisle. But it would be amazing, wouldn’t it?” I squeal with her.
She stands up and gives me a hug, and I squeeze her tightly. “I love you, and for the love of God, no more secrets, please. I want you to be able to tell me anything.”
“I love you too. No more secrets, I promise.”
“Well, I’m going to go get some grading done and let you get back to whatever it is that you were doing before I interrupted.”
I laugh and walk her to the door. “I know he’s your brother, so I will spare you the details, but, damn, did I see fireworks. More than a few firework shows, if you know what I mean.” I grin at her and give her a wink.
“Okay, maybe keep some secrets to yourself.” She covers her ears and pretends not to be listening to me. “If we’re still going to have girl talks, I’m going to have to find a way not to picture my brother naked.”
I laugh as she walks outside and shuts the door. Feeling like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders, I run out back to find Maverick. I see him standing under our gazebo, gazing out at the water. My heart skips a beat at how gorgeous he is. I throw my arms around his stomach, squeezing him from behind.
Laughing, he turns around and hugs me. “I take it that it went well?”
“It did,” I say into his t-shirt. “I feel like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders.”
“Me too. I told her not to say anything to anyone until we can talk to them ourselves. I think we should wait to tell our parents until after we tell Noah.”
“I think so too. And don’t worry about Noah. He loves us both and wants us to be happy. Emma’s already on our side, I can tell.”
“I hope you’re right. I’m glad Emma will be there to soften the blow.” His hands run up under the hoodie, and he gives me an amused look as he cups my bottom. “Are you wearing my underwear?”
Giggling, I nod. “I hope that’s okay. It was either wear your clothes or a towel since mine were soaked. I opted for the least sexiest to talk to Sophia. I was hoping I would look innocent and not look like I just experienced a mind-blowing orgasm minutes before she walked in.”
Laughing, he pulls me close, pressing himself against me and showing me how hard he is right now. “I love how you think that wearing my clothes wouldn’t be the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” His hands roam over my back before grazing the size of my breasts with his thumbs. “You don’t have anywhere to be today, do you?”
I smile up at him. “Nope.”
“Good, because I wasn’t lying when I said I wasn’t letting you go tonight. Let’s order some food. I’m fucking starving, and I have a feeling I’m going to need the fuel later to keep up with the insatiable sex nymph I’ve created.”
I squeal when he throws me over his shoulder and walks me back to his place. “I am not a sex nymph,” I say, laughing. He spanks my boxer-covered ass hard, and I moan against his back.
Laughing, he rubs the spot, and I squirm against him. “You sure about that?”
“You don’t play fair,” I mumble against his back.
“You should know me better than that. Since when have I ever played fair when it comes to something I want.”
I think back to all the guys he kept away from me and all the dates I went on to try and make him jealous. I grin against his back. I guess we both don’t play fair when it comes to something we want.
We’re curledup on the couch, eating my favorite orange chicken takeout. I spear a piece of broccoli and look over at him, watching me. He takes a bite of his food and smiles. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”
He slowly chews deep in thought before answering. “I’m just thinking how nice it is to just be sitting here with you and doing regular couple stuff.”
“So we’re a couple now?” I tease him, and he gives me a smirk.
