“But… I don’t… Jay, are you going to have sex with other people?” he asked me, his lower lip trembling slightly, as if the idea broke his heart as much as it broke mine.
I met his gaze and brushed his damp hair out of his face.
“I don’t want to. I just want to be with you. But I don’t want you to feel trapped or like you can only be with me. I’m your boss. You have to be the one to make the decision for us to be exclusive; otherwise, it’s an abuse of power on my end.”
“I-I want that. I want to be exclusive,” he whispered, his cheeks turning that adorable rosy pink that made me swoon so fucking hard.He began to shake. “P-please? I don’t—I’ve never done this with anyone, you can’t…Ican’t just be… casual.”
He looked like he was about to cry, and I cursed.
Way to go, Jay.
I was supposed to be taking care of him, not making him feel insecure about what I wanted this to be.
“Hey, hey… don’t cry, baby.” I cupped his face and kissed his soft lips. “I want nothing more than to be exclusive with you. I just needed to make sure you felt the same way. We’ll make it official right now, okay? Neither of us will be with anyone else until you decide otherwise.”
“But… What ifyoudecide otherwise?” he whispered, his voice quivering and his eyes sad.
“I won’t, baby. I can tell you that right now.”
“Promise?”
I smiled and kissed him again. “Yes, Milo. I promise. I’m not goinganywhere,baby.”
He relaxed and let out a small, relieved sigh, wiggling deeper into my chest.
“Good.”
I kissed the top of his head and stroked his hair softly.
“How are you feeling? I got a little carried away… That was intense, especially for your first time. Are you in any pain at all? Is there anything I can get you to make you feel more comfortable? You should really drink some water. You lost a lot of fluids.”
He laughed softly and nodded.
“Yeah, I’m thirsty and… um… I’m sore, back there. And my ballshurt.They ache.”
I curled a finger under his chin and tilted his face up so I could see the blush I knew would be blooming on his cheeks.
“I bet they do. We completely emptied them. They’re probably working overtime to replenish.” I gave him a devious grin that just made him blush harder.
“Will you be okay for a minute if I get up to get you some water and Neuroprofin? I promise I’ll come right back and we can cuddle while you nap.”
“Yeah, ‘kay.” He smiled at me. “That wouldbe nice. Thank you.”
“Of course, baby. Don’t move, I’ll be right back.” I dropped a kiss on his forehead and swung my legs out of the bed.
On my way out, I pulled an old t-shirt and a soft pair of grey sweats out of my wardrobe, handing them to Milo.
“Here, put these on. Get comfy,” I ordered softly as I tugged on a pair of sweats myself.
He nodded, reaching for the clothes I’d given him as I headed out to the kitchen to get him some water and pain meds.
“Mr. Reynolds, I have several messages from Mr. Stevens that require a response. Would you like me to relay them now? Or would you prefer to consult your Nexus?” NOVA chimed as I dug through a cabinet for a bottle of Neuroprofin.
Ugh.
It was fucking Saturday. What did they want?
“Stevens Junior or Senior?” I asked, unable to keep the frustration out of my tone.
