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“You’re serious?”
She shrugs. “I’m on birth control.”
She’s not lying. I’ve seen the pills on the vanity in the bathroom.
“And you trust me?”
I hold my breath as I wait for her to answer. I want her to trust me.
She rolls her eyes. “Of course, I trust you. I wouldn’t be here in this bed with you if I didn’t trust you.”
Warmth fills me. She trusts me. It’s not love, but it’s a start. I’ll convince her to fall in love with me. Starting now.
“Thank you, Princess. And, in case there’s any doubt, I trust you. I’ve never had sex without a condom. I’ve never even considered it. But I want to slide into you bare. I want to feel you without anything between us.”
She widens her legs. “Let’s make this happen.”
I laugh but when I notch my cock at her entrance again, the laughter dries up to be replaced with passion and possession.
Parker is mine. No one else will touch her.
I inch inside until my balls slap against her ass. “You feel good,” I grit out.
“You too,” she breathes out.
Good is an understatement. She feels fucking fantastic. I just found my favorite place to be. Buried deep inside the woman I love.
And now it’s time to show her how much I love her.
Chapter 31
"Christmas is coming. So is reality." ~ Parker
Parker
Isnuggle into Jeremy’s warmth. I don’t feel the need to run away. This is where I belong. With Jeremy.
I don’t want to let him go. Especially after the scene with his parents. He needs to experience how love and loyalty feels because his parents didn’t give him that kind of love. They didn’t give him love at all.
My brow wrinkles. I’m using the word love an awful lot today.
Because you love Jeremy.
I don’t…. I stop the thought before the lie is fully formed. I’m done lying to myself. I love Jeremy, plain and simple. I was powerless to stop myself from falling for him.
Because Jeremy is perfect. He’s sweet and funny and makes my toes curl with a single kiss.
He also listens to me – really listens to me. He doesn’t try to bulldoze me. Unlike my parents, who become deaf whenever I open my mouth. They don’t even try to understand me.
I want to wake up every morning in Jeremy’s arms. But I can’t. My stomach sours. Jeremy isn’t here to stay.
Sure, he said we should try for ‘more,’ but everyone knows long-distance relationships don’t work. I’ve seen the movies and read the books. I know how it goes.
At first, you’re into each other and visit each other as often as possible. Soon enough, life gets in the way and you can’t manage to visit as often. Before you know it, you’re heartbroken, lying on the floor in the bakery, cuddling Viking while eating a chocolate cake.
Jeremy’s phone rings and he groans before rolling over to answer it.
“What?” he barks into the phone.
