Page 30 of 5+Us Makes Seven

I drew in a deep breath as I sat back into my chair.

“Please don’t be upset-”

“I’m not upset,” I said.

“You look upset.”

“Then you’re reading my expression wrong. I’m not upset, but I can’t say I’m not disappointed.”

“Disappointed?” she asked.

“I enjoyed that time with you, and I was hoping to enjoy that time again. What you’re saying makes sense. If you worked for my company and this was happening, it would be severely frowned upon. And my kids catching us would worry me a lot.”

I sighed as the sun began to sink below the ocean.

“But just for one night, we deserve a bit of fun. A nice dinner, some good wine, some flirty conversation. Maybe a bit of kissing at the end. You run yourself ragged with my kids and I run myself ragged with my company. What's wrong with enjoying some fun while we’ve got the time to enjoy it?”

I turned my gaze back to her and I saw her breathing shallow out. Her eyes were dancing in between mine as her hand crept closer to me. I reached out for her fingers. For her soft skin to tangle up within mine. I could feel the heat of her body radiating out towards me as my foot slid closer to hers underneath the table.

And when it rested against her leg, I watched her relax.

“It can’t go past this weekend, Carter.”

“I know,” I said.

“But… I would be lying if I said that didn’t sound… nice.”

“Then let me treat you tonight. To dinner. To this beautiful view. To any surface of my home.”

Her cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of red as that glorious smile crossed her cheeks.

“And this time, you won’t have to muffle those sounds of yours.”

She gripped onto my hand and shifted around in her seat. I knew she was struggling. She was struggling like I was. A bottle of wine was set on our table and she relinquished my hand before yanking the bottle out of the ice. She poured herself a tall glass before passing it to me, and I watched as her lips wrapped around the edge.

I watched as her throat bobbed with every pull she took.

I watched as her fingers stroked the condensation off the stem of the glass.

I couldn’t wait to feel her touch against my skin. I couldn’t wait to get those lips wrapped around my cock.

But more than that, I couldn’t wait to sleep alongside her body one last time.

Because that night was the best night of sleep I’d gotten in years.

Ten

Carter

We stumbled into her apartment and tripped over some boxes on the floor. Natasha whirled around and slammed her front door closed before turning on a few lights. I surveyed her apartment as my arm reached out for her. I pulled her into me, feeling her warmth as I took in the minimalistic pride her apartment had.

“It’s not much, but it’s mine,” Natasha said.

“There’s something to be said about people who only live with what they need,” I said.

“I hope they’re all good things.”

“Being able to live with little means you're not high maintenance. It means you take pride in the things you do rather than the things you own. It means you enjoy traveling so you don’t intend to settle down for anywhere too long and it also means you can roll with the punches.”

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