“We’ll work on it. Together.” Gently, he took the shredded tissue and set it on the nightstand. Threading his fingers through my hair, he said, “Are you quiet now?”
I nodded.
“Good. Now say it again.”
I didn’t need to ask what he meant. “I love you, Wyatt Baxter. So much.”
A ghost of a grin hitched up the corner of his mouth. “I love you more, Piper Maxwell.”
He rested his forehead on mine, and we sat like that for a long time, breathing each other in.
At last he said, “It’s been a helluva long week and I’m exhausted. Classes don’t start again for a couple of days. Let’s spend one of them sleeping, yeah?”
“Sounds heavenly.”
We peeled off our damp clothes and climbed into bed. Wyatt spooned me, warming me from head to toe with his delicious heat. My last thought before I drifted off was that we hadn’t made love—a first for us when sharing a bed—and I was the happiest I could ever remember being.
Chapter Thirty-One
Wyatt
“Piper. Babe. Wakeup.” I teased her nipple with the pad of my thumb. We’d spent the past twelve hours sleeping, which admittedly, after the lousy, sleepless spring break we’d had, we needed. But I had my stunning woman back in my bed, and I had plans for her that didn’t involve rest.
“Go away. I’m tired,” she mumbled.
Tugging at the rapidly hardening tip of her breast, I said, “It’s almost noon. We’ve slept long enough.”
“I don’t think so.” She covered my wandering hand with her own. “I’m still jet-lagged.”
A laugh huffed out of me. “You never left this time zone.” I slid my hand down her belly and pushed my fingers through her curls until I found my prize. She ground her ass into my crotch as I played with her wet center. “Uh-huh. You’re teasing me,” I said into the warm skin at the nape of her neck.
“No.Youare teasingme.”
I slipped a finger inside her and she stretched out an “Oh!” on a long breath.
“Do you have any idea how long it’s been since we had each other?” I asked with an open-mouthed kiss on her shoulder. “Seriously, babe, there’s a distinct possibility I might die of orgasm starvation.”
Giggling, she rolled over to face me. “Did you really say ‘orgasm starvation’?”
“It’s a thing. Ask Finn. He’s a biology major,” I said, solemnly. “Scout’s honor.”
“You are so full of it, Wyatt Baxter.” She climbed on top of me and started tickling me. Not how I expected this morning to go, but since she started it...
In minutes Piper had collapsed on my chest, both of us laughing and breathless. When she pushed up to look into my eyes, the mood changed. “I’m sorry I didn’t give you a chance. I promise, I will never shut you out again.”
“We already established that, babe.”
“I know. But I needed to say it again.”
I ran my hands through her soft, purple and chestnut hair and cupped her face. “We’re a team, Piper. Always.”
Leaning down, she brushed a soft kiss over my mouth. “Always. I love you.”
Smiling against her luscious mouth, I said, “If you slide back just a bit, you could show me how much you love me.”
“Wyatt,” she growled. “You are a wicked man.”
“Not denying it, babe.” I ran my hand over her smooth, round ass before giving it a slap. “A wicked man who would love to fly you to the stars right now.”
