Page 84 of What Comes After

It was the single best experience of my entire life.

And after all this time, all these years, I believed I was finally right where I was meant to be. I believed Devyn was where she was supposed to be. The two of us, wrapped up in one another’s arms, just felt perfect.

“I can’t believe we just did that,” Devyn said softly, lifting her cheek from my chest to look at me.

I was on my back in her bed, her gorgeous, naked body was pressed tight to my side, and we’d been like that for a few minutes now. I think we were both taking some time to try to process it all.

But apparently, Devyn had some thoughts about it she wanted to discuss. Feeling immense relief about being where I was, especially after all that we’d just had, conversation didn’t bother me at all.

“Yeah, it definitely came as a surprise to me,” I returned, my fingers trailing lightly over the skin on her back.

She cocked an eyebrow. “Are you telling me you didn’t come here hoping for that result?”

“I’d be lying if I said I haven’t wanted what we just had for years, baby, but I can’t say that I believed I was going to come here and get what you just gave me,” I confessed. “I never thought you’d attack me like you did.”

“I didn’t attack you!”

My lips twitched, recalling how it happened. “I didn’t even get to finish what I was saying when you decided to cut me off by kissing me.”

Devyn bit the corner of her lip as a sheepish look washed over her face. “You said all that stuff,” she reasoned.

Nodding against the pillow, I confirmed, “I did. And it seems it was the right thing to do.”

“Do you think it’s crazy?” she asked.

“Do I think what’s crazy?”

She attempted to shrug her shoulders, but it wasn’t exactly easy to do in her position. “I don’t know. I guess I’m just in shock about how it all happened.”

Worried that she was having second thoughts, I asked, “Do you regret it?”

My body braced for her response, terrified she might say what I didn’t think I could handle her saying.

Her eyes roamed over my face, inspecting every feature. “Not at all. Do you?”

“Absolutely not.”

The tension moved out of both of our bodies, and when Devyn didn’t say anything else, I asked, “So, what do you think is so shocking about it?”

“It just seems crazy to me that we held off admitting the truth to one another for so long, and the minute we do, we couldn’t manage to have a lengthy conversation about it or even go on a date before jumping into bed with one another,” she explained.

My fingers stopped trailing along the skin on her back and pressed in. “We went on a date not that long ago,” I pointed out.

“What?”

“The dinner theater,” I reminded her.

She smiled and nodded. “Yes, but we weren’t exactly a couple or anything. That was just you and I going out to do something fun. It wasn’t an official date.”

“Maybe it wasn’t in your mind, but it was in mine,” I revealed. “And if I’m honest, I had the best time with you that night.”

Her grin grew. “Yeah, I did, too. We used to have fun like that all the time, and it was really nice having it back.”

“So, can I ask you a question, then?”

“Sure.”

The last thing I wanted to do was create any tension between us after what we’d just had, but I couldn’t avoid having important conversations with her if this was going to work for us in the long run.

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