I swat at his chest and lean over to get off his lap. Niko slides over and gestures for me to lie next to him. His cum starts dripping out of me the moment I remove him from me. I’m about to apologize when his fingers start pushing our arousals back inside of me. Holy fuck. That’s erotic as hell, and I’m panting at the thought of him doing it again.
My mouth hangs open as I watch him push the last bit back inside of me. Feeling my eyes on him, Niko looks up, his eyes molten with heat, and he smirks. He leans down to kiss me, and I lose myself once again, not wanting to come up for air.
Niko finally breaks the kiss, his eyes dropping to my mouth. “We’re good together, aren’t we, baby?”
All I can do is nod.
And then climb back into his lap to show him just how good I think we are together.
We wake up with the sun. My leg is thrown over Niko’s middle, my hand and cheek resting comfortably on his chest. His voice is raspy, laden with sleep.
“Morning.” He leans down and kisses the top of my head. He plays with the strands of my hair on my back and I melt into his chest.
I tilt my head to look at him then kiss his jaw. “Good morning.”
“You wore me out last night,Kulta.I need food.” Niko’s words are whiny, and it makes me laugh.
I push up off the bed and give him a quick kiss on the lips. “I’ve been dying to try this new recipe I found for vanilla-almond French toast. When will Sophia be home?”
Niko sits up in bed and grabs his phone from the nightstand. “They said sometime this morning, but I’m going to text my parents and ask them if they’ll drop her off as soon as she wakes up. I’ll tell them there’s a surprise waiting for her at home.”
My excitement grows as I think about Sophia’s reaction to seeing me.
Niko and I didn’t have much time for talking last night, and I know there’s plenty of things we need to discuss. But as soon as I opened that thoughtful gift from him, it was clear to me I was making a huge mistake. I had already had my doubts, leaving behind my friends who have become more like family. The guys on the Bobcats completely bought into my work and went as far as telling me I’m a large part of their success this year.
Being a part of the Bobcats family and having Niko see me for who I am, I realize now that I was never the problem. I was running away from Niko because, as much as I hate to admit it, when he told me to go, I slunk back into my old ways. I feared I wasn’t enough. If I was, he would’ve never told me to go.
But I know him better than that. And I know I would’ve been missing something if I went to Denver. Him. Sophia. Ellie. Hunter. The dream means nothing if I have no one to share it with.
The two of us climb out of bed and head down to the kitchen. Niko brews some coffee while I get started on the French toast. This very menial, domestic task fills my heart with so much joy and hope. What a normal thing for a couple to do on a Saturday morning. The thought has me itching totalk to Niko about everything that happened. I really want to get this conversation out of the way before Sophia gets home too.
I’m stirring the egg mixture when I finally find the courage to bring it up. “Niko. We need to talk about everything that happened.”
Niko walks over to where I’m standing and sets a mug of coffee down in front of me. He places his hand on top of mine, causing me to stop stirring.
“Hey. Look at me.” I put the whisk down and gaze up at him. “I should’ve asked you to stay, Sadie. I just didn’t want to be the one holding you back. I realize now I shouldn’t have been the one making that decision. After everything that happened with Claire and Sophia…I don’t know. Apparently, I still have some shit to work through. I’m going to call my old therapist this week. But I promise I’m going to do the work. I love you. If that means loving you from a distance so you can have the job, I can do that. But when I asked you to stay last night, I meant it. There’s nothing I want more than to build a life with you.”
My heart drums in my chest. I push up on my tiptoes and loop my arms around Niko’s neck. “I want to stay. I should’ve told you how I felt but I was scared. I was afraid I wasn’t enough for you. I thought that if I was good enough, you would’ve asked me to stay. I know that’s not fair and it was my insecurities talking. I never should’ve left the way I did. I messed up and I need to do some work on myself too. That dream job means nothing if I don’t have the people I love to enjoy it with. So what, I don’t get the dream job of running a yoga retreat? There’s more to life than a job anyway.”
“You don’t get the yoga retreatyet.” Niko leans down and kisses me softly on the tip of my nose. “We have time to figure that out. I’d like it if we could figure that out together.”
A full-tooth smile stretches across my face. “I’d love that.” I kiss his lips gently before dropping my arms from his neck.
“I should probably call Mark. He has no idea I’m backing out. I feel awful, but hopefully he’ll understand.”
Niko gives me a sympathetic look. “He will. Now, show me what to do with all this.” His hands wave in front of him at the bread and egg mixture I’ve laid out on the island.
I place the bread on the cookie sheet to minimize the mess he’ll make and then demonstrate how much of the egg mixture should go on each piece. “Then you sprinkle some of these flakes and nuts on top. Bada bing, bada boom. That’s it. The skillet is already heated up. Just cook on each side for two minutes. Once you’ve done that, we can stick them in the oven, but hopefully I’ll be back by then.”
Niko looks a little unsure of himself and it’s endearing. He looks around at everything in front of him and then cracks his knuckles. “I got this. I’ll be the ultimate sous chef.”
I think back to when I first got to know Niko at the bar and raise an eyebrow at him. “Some might call you the perfect assist.”
Niko grabs my hand and pulls me into a kiss. Once we break apart, he looks down at me, love clear in his blue eyes. “No, baby, that’s you. Not only did you come into my life to help me with my daughter, but you’ve made the dream of having a family, the ultimate goal, come true. You really are the perfect assist.”
My eyes fill with tears at his cheesy explanation and his thumb strokes my cheek to wipe them away. “You go make that call.”
He kisses me softly then I make my way back upstairs to grab my phone. I’m afraid to let Mark down, but I’m not as nervous as I thought I would be as I wait for him to answer. Actually, I’ve never been so sure of something in my life. He picks up after the third ring.
