“What did you come to talk about?”
It was after.
I was lying on top of him, naked (he’d finally taken off myshoes).He’d pulled the covers up over my booty.And he was running the tips ofhis fingers up and down my spine.
I was gooey and warm and sated and happy, and his bedroomwas even better than his living room (he had plaid wallpaper behind the bed andgold lamps and a tan leather bench at the foot of the bed with a buttoned top,and best of all, super soft sheets, and obviously he took care of his twists,the pillowcases were silk).
“Everything,” I mumbled into his skin.
He had a smile in his voice when he asked, “Everything?”
I tipped my head back, stacking my hands on his chest,resting my chin on them and looking up at him.
My breath stopped.
His head and shoulders were propped up on some pillows andhe was gazing down at me like I was the most beautiful girl in the world, andhe was going to shelter me from every storm until the day I died.
“Everything,” I whispered.
He pulled me up his body and rolled me so he was on top.
“Our boy is gonna be home soon,” he reminded me.“And wehaven’t cracked the surface of this everything you need to go over, and I don’tthink either of us are ready for him to see us together, so why don’t youwhittle that down to your top two priorities.”
“I never knew where you lived,” I admitted.“Lena had totell me.”
“I didn’t let it be common knowledge.”
“I never asked.I never even thought about it.All I couldthink was that I wanted you to be with us.”
“Ah,” he murmured.
“I worry I was being really selfish,” I said, my voice softwith shame and guilt.
His brows drew together.“Because you loved me and wanted usto be a family?”
“Because I didn’t think much about you.Just about me.”
“And Liam,” he added.
“Yes, and Liam.But also me.”
“And me, because you loved me.”
“Well, yes, and you, because I loved you.But it was a lotabout me.”
His lips quirked.“You’re pretty fuckin’ determined to makeyourself the bad guy.”
“Darius,” I warned.
He touched his lips to mine, lifted his head, and said,“Baby, this is what we got.We got a boy who wants us to be together, so youcan be happy, and I can be happy, and we can be a family, which will make himhappy.We gotta get our shit together so we can give him that.And we got twohouses.I like mine, I suspect you like yours, and I hate to break this to you,but Liam likes mine way better than yours.Though he digs his bedroom.”
He smiled.
I rolled my eyes to study my eyebrows.
I felt his body move with his laughter, and since I didn’twant to miss it, even if it wasn’t audible this time, I rolled them back.
Yes.
