He lifts entirely off me, resting on his elbow with widened eyes. “Wait… seriously?”
I nod, pulling him back down to kiss his parted lips. “Until all of this blows over with your ex, I’m spending every second by your side.”
The red light doesn’t dim that infectious, handsome smile of his. “Best surprise ever.”
At least I didn’t fuck up this one…
He lays back onto my chest, suctioning to me.
“Hopefully…” I brush the back of my hand down his neck, across the curve of his shoulder. “I can keep surprising you.”
“I’d love that.”
37
“Listen, are we at this point in our relationship?”
I glance at the blonde in the passenger seat, then at the other one in the back. How I ended up with these two driving me to Denver is beyond me.
“Oh, we absolutely are,” Britt says with a mischievous laugh.
“Totally. Plus, I’d like to pick up a few things too.” Calista’s cheeky smile makes me chuckle before I turn back around.
We just spent the last three hours going over paperwork with my legal team. Feels weird to say it like that, but there are about seven of them. Cal has been a divine being through it all—a fucking angel. I’m grateful for her connections, even if she admitted how hard it is to be back in that space after everything with her mom.
The events with her and Ronan? Shit, it was like something straight out of that showCSIorBones. Absolutely insane.
I’m grateful I was able to get in front of a judge today—and that the temporary protection order against Michael was approved. It blocks all contact: in person, calls, social media, everything. They even issued an arrest warrant, so if he crosses into Colorado, he canbe detained immediately.
It makes me feel safer than I have in weeks—and grateful for the people around me. I know this process usually drags on forever, but Cal pulled every string she had, and the turnaround was lightning fast.
“I’m not a prude so don’t take this as that, but I’ve never been into one of these stores with anyone. I usually come alone.”
Britt gasps, turning to me as we stop at a red light. “Have you never had girl-friends?”
“I’ve had friends that were girls—the gays, the straights, the theys—but no one’s ever offered to take me to a sex shop.” That’s not entirely true, but I don’t want to say that even when someone had, I would decline.
Michael never thought it was appropriate. He saw this kind of thing as unfaithful.
Even if he was the cheater.
The fucking asshole.
“Well, you’re in for a treat.” Britt giggles.
At the next turn, we pull up in front of Bonny Bunny, which is exactly what I expect an adult store to look like—discreet but obvious, somehow managing both. It’s honestly impressive.
A tan building on the corner, floor to roof black-out window with a neon light, and a sign that says ‘Open 24 Hours’.
I chuckle to myself as I hop out of the Jeep. Cal falls in beside me from the back seat, and Britt joins us as we head inside.
The second we step through the door, it’s sensory overload. Leather and silicone dominate the air, underscored by a faint hint of rose.
The bell above the door dings—and as if on cue, my phone buzzes in my pocket. My heart flips, kicking around my chest like it’s grown feet, giddy and restless.
Keo
How did it go? Sorry I didn’t text sooner, had an incident to handle
