He chuckles. “Do you have any food in here?”
“Peanut butter and jelly okay?” I ask.
“That sounds perfect.”
A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth. “How many?”
He shrugs. “A million.”
I full-out laugh. “Did you just quote me back to me?”
“I may have.”
I smack him on the chest. “I’ve got it covered this time.” I hop up, completely naked, and take one step to get to the kitchen, opening the cupboard and pulling out the bread and peanut butter.
He props himself up on an elbow to watch, his eyes drowsy and heated.
I may or may not intentionally drop some of the jelly on my naked body, which delays the meal for about an hour.
Once we’ve both eaten, satisfied in more ways than one, we’re snuggling in bed in the dark, reacquainting ourselves with the feel of each other with slow, lingering touches.
I prop myself up, resting my chin on his chest. “Do you have to go back to Whitby soon, or can you take a little bit of time?”
His eyes search mine. “I don’t know. I’ll have to call Finley. Why, what did you have in mind?”
I fiddle with the chain of his necklace. “I thought maybe we could drive back together. The bus is kinda slow though, so you may need to ask for the week off.”
Under my fingertips, his heart rate speeds up. “How long do you think you’ll stay home? In Whitby, I mean?”
“Oh, I don’t know, I was thinking maybe somewhere along the lines of... forever?”
After a weighty pause, he springs into movement, flipping me onto my back and coming over top of me. “Are you sure? You don’t want to travel?”
“I mean, I’ll definitely want to take some trips here and there. I’ve seen every corner of the US, but it might be cool to spend a week in Prague or a month in Italy, sometime in the future, you know, after I’ve saved up money and whatnot.”
His head drops to my shoulder, and he takes a deep breath. “Are you sure?”
I lift my hands, cupping his cheeks and tilting his head to lock our eyes. “I might be if you’d be willing to extend this whole fling we have going on. I could use a travel companion.”
He blinks rapidly. “Yes.” The word emerges on a croak, followed by his mouth descending on mine.
Long minutes later we come up for air.
“I love you, Empress of Awesome. Wherever you want to go, I will follow.”
I grin up at him. “We need to think of a good name for you too. Hmmm.” I tap my chin. “I love you too, Emperor of My Heart.”
He grimaces. “That was the cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard.”
A laugh bursts out of me. “I don’t know, I thought it was pretty good.”
“We are definitely coming up with something else.” He dips his head, sucking on the skin at my neck, his nose brushing against my skin.
“Later,” I murmur, as pleasure zings along my nerve endings. “We’ll do that later.”
We tumble into desire together and it dawns on me that he may be my greatest adventure yet.
Epilogue