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Mind and cock emptied, I rolled us until she was on her back, staying pulsing inside her and pressing my weight onto her. We shared dazed giggles and ardent kisses, twining our fingers together.
“You’re a dream, Behraz.” I pecked all over her sweet face, the delicate skin of her neck. “You’re all of my dreams coming true.”
I scrub my face and tug at my cock as I stand, trying to rid myself of the memory and a raging boner, but it doesn’t stop the tears.
I’m a fucking idiot. To think I could live with Behraz and not fall in love with her to the point of breaking, to love her so deeply that it ruined me for everyone else. I’ll never love anyone like her, and I don’t want to, either. My knees buckle by the sofa, and I fall to the cushions, sobbing into my hands and yanking my hair until my scalp goes numb. What if she wants to go? I can’t trap her. I won’t trap her. Good, I’ll just die instead. Perfect plan, Fletch. Well-thought-out. I sniffle loudly.
“Oh, my God, Fletcher.” Bea’s touch rouses me from the pathetic display. I didn’t even hear her come in over my own sniveling. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” She wipes tear stains from my cheeks with her lips.
“I” —my lips suck in short breaths— “don’t want” —I try to reel in the sobbing— “you to go.”
She huffs out a quick laugh through her concerned smile. “Where am I going exactly?”
“Moving…out.” I gasp twice. “Don’t.”
“Fletcher.”
My head shakes side to side, inconsolable and weeping. “How am I supposed to move on after this? It’s like my dreams came true, but now they’re ending.” Bea shushes me, but I keep blubbering. “Am I expected to survive the end? Because it feels like I’m dying.”
“I mean, we said two months, but?—”
“I don’t care what we said,” I pout. “I don’t want you to go.”
She smiles, wide and bright. How can she smile at a time like this? “You want me to stay?”
“Yes.”
Bea hums, twisting her mouth to one side. “For how long?”
I sniffle again, then wipe it with the bottom of my shirt. “Is forever okay?”
“That’s funny,” she says, tipping my chin up to hers until our lips align. “That’s precisely how long I was planning to be here.”
Chapter 26
Game’s Not Over Yet
Behraz
“I don’t like surprises.”
Scolding my boyfriend seems ungrateful, but I don’t mean to be. Whatever he’s done for me, everything he continues to do for me? It’s more than I could expect from anyone.
“Especially when I don’t know where I’m going,” I add, tapping on the smooth blindfold. “This thing is for the bedroom only.”
“There’s time for that yet, gorgeous.” The husky murmur sends electric excitement down my spine.
“Promise?”
“Promise,” he confirms, curling our pinkies together. Fletcher positions me in the opposite direction. “Ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
He loosens the secure knot tied over my ponytail, enough so the loop of fabric pools around my neck.
A rose gold Audi SUV topped with a giant matching bow sits in a parking spot next to Fletcher’s truck. My mouth parts. “You…bought me a car?”
“I saw it and thought of you.” His smile splits free as his hand captures mine. “You like it, right?”
