“It is! Come on.”
Rhett follows me to the bathroom next to my bedroom. The giant soaker tub is my favourite thing, but the shower is pretty good too. I turn the taps to warm up the water and look at his feet pointedly.
“You can take the socks off now.”
He bends and does that while I turn away and pull out some fresh towels, trying to control all the damn feelings threatening to spill over.
Rhett’s hands on my hips and lips on my neck as he brushes up behind me are definitely things I could get used to, and I turn in his arms.
“Are you spending the night?”
“Do you want me to?”
“Not what I asked, cowboy.”
I can’t put words in his mouth or assume. This time, it needs to come from him with no prompting. I practically tortured him into giving in to coming here tonight. If he truly wants to stay, I need it to be his choice completely.
“I guess it depends on whether you have any of my favourite coffee here.” His lips twitch, and I can’t help but lean in for a quick kiss.
“I might know a guy who can make that happen.”
“Then I guess I’m staying.”
Not quite the confirmation I was hoping for, but I’ll take it.
twelve
Rhett
My eyes blink open at the time no man should ever have internally programmed.
The room is dark, and Diamond is draped across me like a discarded blanket. I allow myself a moment to appreciate how it feels to have someone in bed again. Skin next to mine and their breath caressing my skin.
Diamond keeps surprising me. First, his riding skills and belt buckle, then last night, his dirty mouth and the absolute way he wrecked me…I’m still recovering from that.
I probably shouldn’t have stayed, but I was so…fuck, it was just nice to feel desired for once, and maybe I allowed myself to be selfish for a moment and take what he offered without thinking of the consequences.
My hand drifts to the back of his head, and I dust my fingers down his neck. I can’t let myself get attached to him. He snuggles closer, but I can’t linger. My bladder is about to burst, and I’ll need to get out of here earlier than needed if I want to see Tater and still get to the facility on time.
Kissing the top of Diamond’s head, he murmurs something half awake that I can’t understand, while I slip out from under him. His arm gropes for me when I stand up, and I place my pillow there instead before heading to the bathroom.
I find my discarded clothes and pull on my boxers and jeans before heading upstairs in search of the coffee he promised.
At the top of stairs, the aroma of coffee is already in the air, and when I step into the kitchen, I stop dead in my tracks.
“Good morning, Rhett. He told you he had a roommate, didn’t he?”
Diamond’s dad chuckles over a fresh mug of coffee and motions for me to sit at the kitchen island.
“Uh, yeah. I…you’re his roommate?”
He laughs softly as he passes me a mug. “Well, I’m his dad, and we live together. He doesn’t always tell people his dad lives with him right away. Some men seem to think it’s creepy to have sex with parents in the house, so he says roommate.”
I almost choke on my coffee. I’ve never talked about such things with my parents or my grandfather. Yet here is the father of the man I’ve slept with just casually explaining why he’s in the kitchen and not some random person.
And I feel even worse about the situation.
Then I remember how loud we were. How loudIwas, and I almost want to run out of here and change my name. I’m not even wearing a shirt, and it’s clear he knows what we were up to. What other reason would there be? I certainly didn’t come over to listen to the new Taylor Swift album and eat cookies.
