I tighten my lips into a thin line. I definitely am not familiar with Leila the way Chase, or even Whitney, is. I can only attempt to be a support when he needs it, but even then, I feel like I’m always shooting in the dark.
Finally, we arrive in front of my building, where Chase and Leila both parked their cars so we could walk to the restaurant. Whitney gives Leila a big goodbye hug while I pat my brother on the shoulder in farewell.
Chase and Leila walk away into the parking garage together. As soon as they’re out of sight, Whitney and I make our way into the elevator and press the button for our level. Once the doors close, Whitney tucks herself into my side. I kiss the top of her hair, breathing in the sweet scent of her shampoo. I don’t think I’ll ever grow tired of this.
When we make it to our level, Whitney shoots me a smile before unlocking the door with her key. She glances back at me as she steps inside, shrugging her coat off from her shoulders. I follow after her, transfixed, wondering if I’ll chase after her like this forever.
When she makes it into the bedroom, she reaches behind her back, fiddling with the clasp of the zipper. I step up and help her, pulling the zipper down until her back is exposed. Ilean down and press a kiss to her shoulder, breathing in the sensual scent of her skin.
“I think I’m going to take a shower,” she says, her voice breathy. “Do you want to join me?”
“Is that even a question?”
Whitney giggles as I follow hot on her heels into our large master bathroom. While she’s shucking off the rest of her clothes, I reach into the walk-in shower stall and turn it on. Since living together, I’ve learned that Whitney likes the shower as hot as humanly possible.
Unfortunately for her, I can hardly stand the water as hot as she prefers it, so we have to find some middle ground whenever we share.
Once steam is billowing out from the top of the shower and I rid myself of my clothes, we both step in. Whitney grabs my hand and pulls me closer so we’re both standing close enough to the stream from the shower head. She closes the distance between us and presses her steadily soaking body close to mine.
I rest my chin on top of her head and tighten my arms around her, loving the way our bodies feel pressed together like this.
“I had a good time tonight,” she says against my chest.
“I did, too. Leila and Chase always make things interesting.”
Whitney makes an exasperated sound in the back of her throat. “She’s so frustrating. I know she’s crazy about Chase, she just won’t admit it.”
“I think he’s crazy about her, too,” I muse. “Maybe even as crazy as I am about you.”
Pulling away from our embrace, I can’t help my eyes from wandering down the length of her body. Her skin is soaked, and her chest is slowly starting to flush from theheat. My hands move on their own accord from their position on her hips up to cup her full breasts. Whitney’s eyes flutter shut as I tweak her nipples until they’re hardened peaks.
“You’re breathtaking,” I say to her, my voice loud enough that the sound of the shower doesn’t drown it out. “I love you, Whitney. I want to spend forever with you like this.” Her eyes open again, and she gazes at me with such adoration that it makes my chest hurt. I bend over and kiss her nose.
“That sounds perfect to me,” she says back, bracing her hands on my shoulders as she stands on her toes to kiss me. I let myself get lost in the kiss, holding her to me and letting her take over my every waking thought.
Oralmostevery thought. Though I can easily see this shower progressing into more sensual territory, I suddenly can’t hold back the surprise I’ve been sitting on all night long. The need to share with her is overwhelming.
I pull away from her. She gives me an adorable pout that makes me laugh as I say, “I have a surprise for you.”
Whitney’s eyes glitter with anticipation. “What is it?”
I smooth my hand down her wet hair until I’m cupping the edge of her jaw. “You remember how you mentioned you were thinking about getting out of the city?” I ask her, referring to a conversation she and I had about a month ago. Whitney nods, now remembering what I’m talking about. “Well, I found us a place—potentially—if you were really serious about that. It would make your commute a bit longer, but you said you might be able to work from home for a few days. And it’s closer to my office, too.”
That last bit didn’t really matter to me. I’d commute however far I needed to. But it was an added bonus.
Her eyebrows raise on her forehead. “You found us a house?”
I nod. “Yes. And I think it’s perfect, but I need youropinion before I do anything further. So what do you say about taking a little road trip down there tomorrow to see it?”
“Are you serious?” she asks after a beat. I can’t make out the tone of her voice if she’s excited or put off that I did this without asking her. It wasn’t as if Iboughtthe house, but maybe even taking the steps without her input was enough of a transgression for her.
“More than I think I ever have been. What do you say?”
“I can’t wait,” she says, her voice raising a bit with her increasing excitement. “I can’t believe this is really happening!”
“Well, let’s see what you think about the house first before we get too excited. Who knows if you’ll even like it.”
“I bet I will,” she says confidently. “You always seem to know exactly what I like without me needing to tell you.”
