“Brooke!” she gasps, holding a bowl in her hand.
I can’t help but laugh with her.
“I won’t ask details, but I have to know. Is he pierced?”
“I don’t think so. I’ve never seen him wear any jewelry.”
“Noooo … I mean, his dick.”
“Charlie. Oh my God.” I feel my face flush.
“I heard he was pierced and that he’s big too.”
“You really want to know this about my husband? You have to look at him every day.” I pick up my mint-green Stanley and take a sip of my protein water.
“And? He’s not a blood relation to me, and I hear all kinds of stuff about these guys. If I were shy about it, I would never be able to look any of them in the eye.”
“I guess you’re right.” I finish frosting the cupcakes. “No piercing, but I can confirm, he is tattooed almost entirely. And the rumors are true.”
“I knew it. He just looks like the type to be packing.”
“Okay, I’m not talking about it anymore. But I will say, I’m a really lucky bitch.”
“Good for you. I love that for you.” She walks back to me and takes my hands. “Brooke, I really am happy for you. I know your dad and brother are worried about how this is all going to playout, but if you were going to elope with anyone, you picked a good man.”
“Thanks, Charlie. I still can’t believe it sometimes. Like, I wake up next to him, and I’m like,Is this real?”
“Then you snap out of it when he bangs your brains out?” She cackles.
I shrug and smile. “Pretty much.” I release her hands so I can put the cover over the cupcakes. “Or when I come down from my orgasm.”
“Who’s having orgasms?” my husband’s deep voice grumbles as he walks into the kitchen.
I didn’t even hear the door open.
“Broo—” Charlie starts, but I put a hand over her mouth.
Silas wraps his arms around me from behind and nuzzles my neck. “Cupcake, are you being naughty?”
I drop my hand from Charlie’s mouth and spin in his arms to face him. “Me? Naughty?”
He hums, then takes my mouth in a deep kiss, right there in the middle of the kitchen.
We have been able to talk while he was away but it hits me at this moment how much I truly missed Silas. Not just the feel of him in my arms, and the taste of his tongue against my own. It’s the feeling that I get when he’s near. It’s like I finally feel like I’m home.
“Hey, guys.” Bo walks in.
“Hey, Bo,” I hear Charlie say but I’m still lost in Silas’ kiss. It’s like a trance that I can dive deeper into with every flick of his tongue and curl of his lips.
Bo chuckles. “So, should we leave, or are we going to talk about food? I’m starving.”
Silas and I break apart, and I look over at Bo. “How did it go this week for you?”
“Really well. I feel like I did what I needed to do to showcase what I can offer a team.” He opens the fridge and pulls out a bottle of water.
“That’s amazing, Bo. Just a few more weeks!” Charlie leans against the island. “So, what do we want to do for dinner? Brooke made some cupcakes, but they’re for Silas.” She winks at me.
“Baby, you made cupcakes just for me?” He kisses me quickly on the lips.
