Page 163 of Chasing Infinity

“Snuggles and kisses?” I ask, holding her tighter and pressing my lips to her temple. She laughs and nods her head.

“Exactly like that.”

A comfortable silence falls over us. I lean back against the pillow, closing my eyes and focusing on the sound of Addison’s breathing. She shifts a little, and I feel her fingers dance over my skin. Goosebumps break out on my arms at her ministrations, but I don’t stop her.

Addison begins to hum quietly to herself as her fingers trace over the hidden infinity symbol in my tattoo. I got the ink a few years ago to remind me of her, even though there was so much space and distance between us. The compass points North, at the map scrawled over my skin, to remind me to keep a weather eye towards my goals, where I’m trying to end up.

“I would’ve found you, you know?” I tell her as she continues to tickle my skin, drawing along the thick tattoo lines.

She lifts her cheek off my chest and stares me in the eye curiously.

“If you had left Willow Heights. I would’ve found you eventually.”

A smile plays on the corners of her lips, “You think?”

“I would go to the ends of the earth for you. I know we’ve had a lot to face, but I believe in everything in me that we’re destined to be together.”

“For now until infinity?” she murmurs, leaning closer until our noses are brushing.

I tilt her chin and claim her lips, opening her up to me as I kiss her deeply. When I pull away, her eyes are sparkling with arousal, and her cheeks are flushed.

“Until infinity,” I whisper back before giving her another tender kiss, sealing my promise.

The two of us fall into a restful sleep, tangled up in each other. When sunlight streams through the windows, we try to hold on to the little haven we’ve made for as long as possible.

Addison and I spend the morning in bed, kissing and touching, which naturally progresses into more passionate lovemaking. As soon as I finish inside her for the third time within the last three hours, we slump together against the mattress.

She wiggles closer to me, throwing a hand across my abdomen. “I love you, Noah,” she whispers, kissing my sweaty skin.

I run my hand up and down her back, loving how her smooth skin feels against the roughness of my hand. “I love you more.”

She gasps and pulls away from me, a twinkle forming in her hazel eyes. “Impossible!”

With a quick shift of my hips, I roll her over onto her back and hover above her. She shifts slightly underneath me while looking up at me with hooded eyes. Slowly I lower myself down and kiss her again.

If I were to die today, I would die a happy man, knowing I got the chance to experience all these small moments with her. It’s moments like these that I wished and yearned for so fiercely while I was gone.

“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her.

Addison preens under my attention, shifting again to bring my weight back onto her. “I don’t think I will ever get tired of you saying that.”

I chuckle, “Good, ’cause I have no intentions of ever stopping.”

She laughs, too, and runs her fingers through my hair. Silence falls over us for a few minutes before she takes a deep breath and pushes me off her. “We should probably get going for the day.”

I groan in protest but roll off the bed to get ready.

“What do you have going on today?” Addison asks when I meet her out in the living room. She’s got a mug of something in her hands—tea, I notice when she dunks the tea bag in and out of the steaming water.

I walk over to the front door and grab my shoes. “I have a physical therapy session. Hopefully, my last of this round, and then they can put me into more of a regimen geared toward getting me back to work.”

“Do you know when they’ll let you off this probation?”

I shake my head. “I haven’t heard anything. I need to call Vincent and see if he has a date for me to go back in. I’m sure it will be a few days of meetings and debriefings, and then they’ll decide if I’m well enough to get back in the field.”

Addison hums as she takes another sip. I know she’s worried about what’s going to happen. Hell, I am too. But until I meet with my bosses it’s out of my hands. All I can do is focus on building up the strength in my hand so I can get back to the whole reason I came back here.

Or…well, most of the reason.

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