I pressed a kiss to her shoulder and she turned her head to crack an eye open. “Multiple orgasms? You know how to spoil a girl.”
I glanced at the three condoms left from the strip I’d pulled out of the box. “You think we’re done?”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Summer
The wall of heat was behind me again. I’d slept better than I had in months. I curled into the warmth. A strong arm wrapped around me and hugged me closer.
“What time is it?” I murmured without opening my eyes.
“Late,” he said gruffly.
“Mm.” We’d had a lot of sex. The guy was powered by the moon.
I slitted my eyes open. Light poured around the blinds. Judging from the erection pressed against my back, Jonah was also powered by the sun. I wiggled against his length.
He groaned and his arm banded tighter. “You’re trouble.”
“I am.” I was debating rolling over when my stomach growled for five secondsstraight.
A laugh shuddered out of him. “Sounds like I need to feed you.”
I giggled and rolled toward the edge of the bed. “I guess we need fuel.”
Just as I was sitting up, not bothering to cover myself—we were both naked—my phone buzzed. I reached for it. Wynter was calling.
My stomach flipped. Was it baby time? I wouldn’t get to the hospital, but I wanted to be one of the first available aunts when Wynter and Myles were ready to show off the baby.
“I’ve gotta take this quick,” I told Jonah before I answered.
I didn’t get my hello out before Wynter said, “No. No baby yet.”
“Is Myles shoveling out the highway?” I pulled the sheet to my chest and wiggled to the head of the bed. Jonah draped a heavy arm over my thighs and buried his face in the side of my leg. The scratch of his scruff was pleasing.
“Almost. It’s like he’s never been through a Montana winter.”
“Didn’t Denver get snowstorms?”
“I didn’t have a baby on the way,” Myles grumbled from the background.
“You don’t have to worry until I tell you to get the chains,” she retorted.
“Don’t mess with me like that, Frosty,” he said.
Wynter sighed. “He’s so uptight,” she muttered into the phone. “I’m supposed to be the nervous one. Anyway, I’ve been mad nesting, and I’m going to redo the nursery for the third time if I don’t distract myself. How’s it going there?”
I glanced at Jonah. He was likely hearing everything. “We still have power.”
“Mm-hmm. And?”
She was fishing. A part of me wanted to tell her, to be giddy that I’d broken through Jonah’s armor, but a larger part said I needed to take things slowly. Jonah had a hard time with his feelings for me, and other than lust, I didn’t know what else was going on inside him. He was cuddled against me, but he also had morning wood. His motivations were cloudy.
His tension was barely noticeable, but I caught it. I threaded my fingers through his hair.Don’t shut me out again.
“We’re going to watch some shows and I might even get him to play Connect 4.”
“So he’s at least talking to you?”
