“So text me next time, you ninny!” he retorts. “Every time Connor got a text, I wondered if it was you and hoped that I’d get one too.”
“I’m sorry, think of all the annoying texts I could’ve been sending you.”
“Well you can bet your fine ass you’ll be getting a good morning text every day now.”
I’ve been waiting a lifetime to get a good morning text from Noah. A blush grows across my skin as I let my hand land on his lower stomach. “Wanna know a secret?”
“Always.” His heart beat picks up again as I trail my hand along his hip bone.
“I started fantasizing about touching your abs at like thirteen so this is like one of five hundred fantasies I’ve had about you.”
Noah’s chuckle rumbles against me. “Fantasies, hm? I’m flattered.”
I groan and pull away from him, turning onto my side.
“Hey, I wasn’t trying to make fun of you …” His body wraps around me from behind and a wall of warmth presses into me.
And something else.
Well, ladies and gentlemen, I can officially cross “give Noah a boner” off my bucket list.
A giggle passes through my lips. “Good Lord, Noah. What happened to baby steps?”
He nuzzles into my shoulder, kissing my neck. “I can’t control how that part of my body reacts to you. He’s almost as obsessed with you as my other head and my heart are. It’s a full Audrey Mendez fan club over here.”
Twenty-Two: Noah
If You Love Her - Forest Blakk
Her body fits perfectly against me, like we’re made for each other and her skin is so soft that I want to kiss every inch of it. But I’d rather not have Connor walk in on me fulfilling a fantasy, or five hundred, of my own, because I might need three days straight for that.
And I’d rather take her on a date first. I’ve got to be a gentleman and make up for all the dates I’ve missed taking her on over the years.
Auddie shifts to face me. “Your brain is a bit loud, Noah.”
“Are you a mind reader now?” I tease, running a hand across her cheek again.
“Yeah, it’s actually my next career path,” she whispers, leaning into my touch.
“Okay, what am I thinking about?”
She gives me a coy smile. “Well, as you are a gentleman through and through, you’re laying there thinking you should probably take me on a date so we can fill in all the gaps.”
She shifts her face even closer to me as she talks.
“Not bad. What do you say, breakfast first?” A flash of disappointment dances across her face as I sit up, so I add, “Auds, I’d rather not kiss you for the first time with morning breath.”
She covers her mouth. “Oh, shit, sorry.”
“I was talking about me,” I reply quickly, shifting out of the bed.
Her eyes trail the length of my stomach, igniting a reaction from my second head again. Her cheeks redden, but her smile is all consuming.
God, I’m in trouble.
Before I can move towards the bathroom, she shuffles out of the bed. “Noah Benson, you come back here for a minute, mister.”
Mister?
