“You,” I pointed out.
“Well, yeah,now.” He guided me back under the water and rinsed the conditioner out of my hair. Before I opened my eyes again, his mouth covered mine and he kissed me gently.
“What was that for?” I asked, smiling against his lips.
“Just a reminder I got your back.”
I flattened my palms on his pecs and nodded. “I know. I won’t ever take that for granted.”
He grinned. “I know.”
“I love you.”
“I know that too.”
I rolled my eyes. “I take it back.”
“No you don’t.”
“Yes I do.”
“No takebacks times one million,” he retorted, stepping under the water and washing his hair.
When his eyes were closed, I knelt in front of him ran my tongue up the underside of his cock.
“Fuck, baby,” he growled. “Warn me next time.”
“That’s not as much fun.”
“I take it you’re not hungry?”
I sucked the tip of his dick gently. “Let me do this and then we can eat.”
“Twist my arm.”
I enjoyed my appetizer and then we got dressed and headed down to the Pearl where we walked and talked and laughed, hitting a couple of bars on the way and enjoying the amazing food Portland had to offer.
* * *
My alarm sounded atfive and I groaned as I rolled over and reached for Jaxon. He wasn’t in bed, so I sat up and slid my legs over the side of the mattress.
Lordy, I was tired. We’d gotten home just after ten, but I’d been wired and stayed up way later than I should have. Jaxon had taken me to bed at about eleven, but I’d kept him awake with my ‘sex shenanigans.’ His words.
I honestly didn’t know how I was going to get through today. On top of filming, I had interviews to replace me, and I just wanted it done. I was never good with loose ends and as soon as I hired a new assistant for Melody, I planned to get my life settled and exactly where I wanted it to be. I’d never sat down and thought about what I wanted my future to look like, but now that I’d been given permission in a way, I couldn’t wait to make plans.
“You’re up,” Jaxon said as he walked into the room.
Still sitting on the edge of the bed, I grumbled, “No I’m not. It’s an illusion.”
He walked toward me, setting a mug on the nightstand. “Your caffeine, m’lady.”
“Oh, my god, I love you,” I breathed out and took a sip.
“Out the door in thirty, baby.”
“Why the hell are you so chipper this morning?”
“Am I?” He chuckled. “I’ve been up for an hour.”
