“I was a monster, Bobby. I hurt Braxton. Or at least, I thought I hurt him. I blamed myself for the accident. It rained, a rain squall. I loved the sound of rain, and I laughed, so happy to hear it from inside Braxton’s fast ride. He looked at me and missed the curve. I caused the accident.”
“The reason you’re always checking the weather app and insist I keep my eyes on the road rather than look at you.”
“Yes,” I answer. He’s a great observer of my flaws.
“It wasn’t your fault, Ever. He stole a fucking car to prove he can and make money off it. He knew someday his recklessness would cause harm. He fucking crashed the car with you in it. Even if he hadn’t looked at you, he drove too fast and recklessly in the fucking rain. Curve or no curve, he was at fault.”
I nod. “That’s what he said. That’s what he came to say before he followed the twins to California.”
My knees are weak, and my nerves are frayed from driving in the rain. I rest my hip on the corner of Bobby’s desk before continuing.
Bobby doesn’t fill the silence. He lets me work through my thoughts and emotions. He is such a good guy.
“You must have seen him with his hand in my hair and my face close to his. It wasn’t intimacy that you saw, Bobby. I was asking for forgiveness. He was pissed that I’ve held on to my remorse for so long when I had nothing to be remorseful for. I wouldn’t believe him. He made me look into his eyes, into his soul, and see the truth. He doesn’t hate me for sending him to prison, away from Gwen and his family.”
“You didn’t cheat on me with Braxton?”
“No. I love you, Bobby.”
“You broke my rule.”
If he does the breaking up, there’d be no contact.
“I did and will continue to. You said if I want something outside the bedroom, I have to give up something in return. I gave you my happiness for more time with you and gave up control of my life to you in exchange for one time of dominating you. Will it always be like that?”
His answer is important. There’s no right or wrong answer from him, but I need to understand where we stand with one another.
He shakes his head, this slow side to side, like he’s made up his mind and he’s sticking with his decision.
“We do what feels right for us and what makes us happy. You’re my girl. I’m your guy. Yeah, I’m dominant when it comes to sex, but I also got off harder than I’d ever gotten off when you took over the reins, baby.” He pats his thighs. I take the step forward that separates us, and cocooned between his thighs, there is no space between us anymore.
His large hand cinches my waist. “I won’t ask you to give up something to have what you want from me. We talk, we compromise, we get real with one another, yeah?”
I nod. “About the 5K, it wasn’t for me. It was for Gwen’s overdue tuition.”
“I know, baby. Gwen told me.”
“That’s what she said, but I want you to hear it straight from me. I’m sorry for lying to you, Bobby.”
“You’re forgiven.” He murmurs on my forehead. “Plus, I got the better end of the bargain.”
“You did?” How can he say that when he shelled out five thousand dollars?!
“Fuck yeah. Pay up, Ever. Stay.”
My brow furrows. “Wait, you want your one day and one night now?”
He pulls me to him, and his fingers tangle in my hair. My head is tilted back. I gasp. Bobby takes advantage, crushing his mouth over mine. Our tongues tangle and taste. My body is mush from his expert mouth and tongue, and I relax into him. He cups my ass and brings my lower half close to his crotch.
“Bobby,” I murmur on his mouth.
“I want more than one day and one night, Ever. I want all your days and nights, sweetness.”
“You do?”
“I do, baby.”
I do. Baby. Babies. Fur babies.
