Beau snorted. “Long as he doesn’t tackle a fire spinner, I think he’ll be fine.”
We pulled into the driveway a few minutes later, Milo already in the window, tail going berserk. By the time weopened the door, he barreled out like a cannonball, nearly taking me off my feet as he wriggled against my legs.
“Hey, buddy,” I laughed, crouching to ruffle his ears. “Wanna go to a pagan block party?”
Milo sneezed in my face.
Beau chuckled. “I think that’s a yes. You wanna take a second to change since our little uh…woodland rendezvous?”
I cocked my head at him. “Why?”
“In case you were um—” he cleared his throat. “You were pretty uh…”
“Wet?”
“That.”
I smirked, standing up to whisper in his ear. “Does it make me a freak that I kind of like how naughty it feels to have your cum dripping out of me?”
He didn’t respond.
I took a step back, finding him staring like I’d just broken him. When he still didn’t say anything, I plucked Milo’s leash from his fingers and gestured over my shoulder.
“Come on, buddy! You want to go to the park?”
Milo barked once, loud and triumphant, likethank God someone’s got their priorities straight, and trotted down the porch steps ahead of us.
Beau caught up to me halfway down the sidewalk, still looking a little shell-shocked. “You cannot just drop shit like that and then act normal.”
I shrugged, feigning innocence. “Why not?”
“Because,” he hissed, “I’m a simple man, Noelle. I got maybe two functioning brain cells left after everything you’ve already done to me tonight, and now you’re walking around with my cum inside you, looking smug about it, and expecting me to behave?”
“I never said anything about behaving.”
“Jesus Christ.”
But even as he cursed, he was grinning…and I was struck once again by how much Iliked him.
The noise from the festival was so loud that it reached all the way down the street, making my heart pound in time with the drums that sounded up ahead. Beau slipped his hand into mine, my other hand gripping Milo’s leash, and leaned down to murmur in my ear.
“Hey,” he said. “I didn’t even get to ask…you on birth control?”
I huffed out a surprised laugh. “Yes, God, of course. I have an IUD—so any dirty talk about babies is purely hypothetical for now.”
“For now?”
I chanced a look up at him. “Beau, I’ve known you for three days.”
He shrugged. “Give us three more and we’ll be married with kids, given how fast we’re movin’ so far.”
“Do dogs count?”
Beau chuckled. “You lookin’ to get another dog?”
“I was thinking something a little smaller and less violently affectionate,” I said. “Don’t tell Milo.”
“Like what?”
