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He’s silent for a few seconds. “You know what the right thing is.”
I do know what the right thing is, but I’m wondering, are we talking about the same “right thing.”
“Shit,” he finally mutters. “My dick is sore like it was last week. We overdid it again.” He points to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back.”
Orion rolls me off him as if I’m as light as a cotton ball on his chest. I think that’s my favorite thing about him, his strength. I’ve never been with such a powerhouse of a man.
“Hey,” he calls from the bathroom.
“Yep.” I try to sound cool and unemotional, but for some reason I feel like crying.
“How about I stay over tonight? So, we can do it again in the morning?”
I quietly gasp as I pump my fist victoriously. “Sure. Okay,” I say as if it’s no big deal, expertly hiding the fact that I’m over the moon.
* * *
There aresome men a girl has sex with for the first time and afterward she knows things will never be the same. You know you’re in for a ride and you just pray that the road is smooth. In the spooning state, that’s how I feel right now. Hopefully, I’ll have more clarity in the morning.
I yawn. “Good night, Orion.”
When he says, “Good night, Lila,” his breath tickles the skin on my back. “Oh, and the right thing would be to marry of course.” His sensual lips plants a soft kiss on the back of my shoulder.
Staring into the dark room I don’t know whether to smile or panic. Now is the time to tell him about the ring.
“What do you think about that?” he asks.
Tell him.
I chuckle nervously. “I think you’re hopped up on those male sex hormones.”
His solid body shakes against me. “Maybe. Maybe not.”
“We’ll just have to see in the morning,” I say with a laugh.
Orion yawns, kisses my back again, and that’s how we leave it.
* * *
Orion did move insideme before the sun came up. Two big, strong hands cupping my breasts, he thrusted into me sensually, indulgently. I had the best orgasm ever. But what I felt was more than just physical. Tears pooled in my eyes. My heart felt so full that it ached. I did not say it out loud, but I swallowed those three scary words before I could say them out loud, scary because they are never to be uttered to your scoundrel of a boss. I’m thinking about that moment right now and thanking my lucky stars that I never said those words. Because it’s Saturday morning and I’m in bed alone. He left without telling me.
I’m fully awake. The muted sun spills through the window. I flop an arm out to the space Orion has left empty and sigh. Staring at the ceiling, I will admit this, but only to myself, my bed has never felt so big and empty.
I’m ready for real love. I know that now. Being with Orion has opened up something inside me, something real and inviting, and lasting. That acceptance has filled my heart with bliss. It’s odd, but it has. I sit up. I’m not drowsy. I’m not sad. I’m ready to enjoy my first weekend that Orion will not be bothering me with his personal nonsense, nor any more sex.
CHAPTER15
A New Pact
DELILAH O’SHAY
Orion is totally out of my system. And I can say that with a cool head. Yes, the sex was astronomically enjoyable. I’ll probably never do it with someone who has such a gift for giving a girl orgasms. But sex is a very small portion of what makes a relationship work. I refuse to be “dickmatized” by the likes of Boss Scoundrel.
It was my dad just being himself who reminded me how a man should make me feel before I truly take him seriously. I took the subway to my parents’ townhome in Brooklyn Heights. They asked me to come over right away, my dad had something to show me. My heart swelled for the five minutes my father ran on his treadmill. After his accident, the doctors told him that he had less than a one percent chance he’d ever walk again. But the expensive rehabilitation center that my mom and I had put all of my disposable cash into helped him beat those odds.
I clapped so hard my palms stung. Then my dad made another big presentation where he awarded me back all the money I had put into his treatment. The settlement for the accident came through and now my parents are multimillionaires. I didn’t want the money, of course.
“But, sweetheart,” he said. “I heard you were leaving your job. I know you kept working there for me. Use the money to help fund what you want for yourself.”
