“I really like that you want me that way.”
“I don’twantyou that way,” he corrects. “I need you, Blue…in every single way possible.”
Youremembered.
Ben
Igot the best night of sleep I’ve ever had in my life. Annie’s warm body was tucked close, and when I woke up before the sun rose, she didn’t let me leave the bed. She begged me to touch her, and I happily obliged, and then she gave back as good as she got.
She worked me so good I thought I was dreaming, and by the time I was close, she was again, too. It was no surprise that once I slid inside her tight, wet heaven, it wasn’t long before we came together.
What surprised me was that after that, I fell back asleep until almost seven.
And now for the past fifteen minutes, I’ve been watching her sleep. She seems so peaceful, and I hope that I can give her that for the rest of her life—it’d only be fair since that’s what she brings to me.
Her eyelids flutter, and she arches her back, slowly waking. She flinches when she sees me, then smiles softly. “Morning.”
“Mornin’, sweetheart.” I lean down to kiss her. “I like the way you look in my shirt.”
“It’s comfy.” She sits up and pulls the blanket over her bare legs. “How long have you been watching me sleep?”
“Not long.”
She covers a yawn and stretches. “What’s the plan for today?”
“I want you to file a police report, so we’ll go to the station first thing. Then I’m going to take you shopping to get everything you need to stay here for a while.” Forever, if I have a choice. “I need to do inventory at the bar after that.”
“Okay.”
I hesitate to tell her the next part because I don’t want to make her anxious. “Tonight is our monthly family get-together.”
“Oh. Okay. Well, don’t worry, I’m fine being alone.”
I’m genuinely confused about what she’s saying. “Why would you be alone?”
“When you go. I hope you’re not thinking of canceling because of me.”
What the hell… “You don’t get it, do you?”
“Get what?”
“My God, woman.” I pluck her out of bed and make her sit astride me. “You’re mine. We’re together. So that means when I have something to attend—a dinner, dance recital, Dad’s yearly yard clean up—you’re there with me.”
Her lips are pressed together, and they make a little popping sound. “Oh.”
“What did you think?”
“I think maybe, I just wasn’t sure?”
“You’re lucky you’re pretty.” I pull her closer and kiss her. It’s wet, deep, and when I reluctantly separate, I ask her, “You sure now?”
She bites her lip and nods.
Unfortunately, we have shit to do, so we’re forced to leave the bed. I washed her clothes last night, so she grabs them out of the dryer, then jumps in the shower while I make some calls.
The first is to Kit to give her an update on what’s going on so she can cover the bar for me.
The second is to Charlie, who assures me she likes Annie a lot and I have nothing to worry about tonight.
