“This is real for you. For both of you.” Drew looked between the two of us.
“I wouldn’t risk our family if it wasn’t real.”
“Neither would I,” I agreed from the back seat. “And I am marrying him when he asks me for real.”
I sent him an impish grin.
Drew shook his head. “How did I miss it?”
Dean laughed. “Because I left the country for damn near four years.”
“Good point.” Drew agreed. “So, when’s the wedding and, more importantly, how are you telling our parents?”
CHAPTER14
DEAN
“You meant what you said in the truck?”
I had Nora perched on my lap as we sat on the living room couch. The lights were off, leaving only a soft glow coming in from outside.
“I meant every word. I’m going to borrow Drew’s truck tomorrow to go buy you a ring. You sure you want to marry me?”
She giggled softly and moved over my lap, where she was straddling me. I groaned, feeling the juncture of her thighs rub against my aching cock, even through my clothes. “I don’t need anything special, Dean. The only thing I ever cared about my wedding was the groom. I’ve always pictured you. That’s why when I went out with guys, I always measured them by you, and nothing ever went anywhere.”
I cupped her face and pulled her closer for a sweet kiss. “I want you to marry me before I leave on Sunday. When I come home, I want to come home to my wife. We’ll go to the courthouse in Savannah tomorrow. After I’m out, we can have an actual ceremony and reception with whoever you want there. I just want you to be mine officially before I have to leave again.”
“Dean, I will not change my mind in a couple of months.”
I kissed her again, unable to stop myself. “I know. I’m not worried about your mind changing. I’m worried about you going to college and those asshole frat boys thinking they have a chance with my woman.” I slid my hands up her ribcage to the underside of her full breasts. My thumbs easily found her distended nipples beneath the fabric of her shirt.
Nora groaned and rocked her hips, tormenting us both with unmet need. She leaned down and kissed me hungrily while she dry humped me on the living room couch. My hands traced over her curves as we got lost in the heat of our embrace.
I was about to pull our clothes off, but light from the kitchen illuminated part of the room and woke us up to where we were. We froze as we tried to catch our breath and remain as still as possible. The shadows concealed us, and we weren’t in direct site of the kitchen, unless whoever was in there moved toward the front of the house.
“Go upstairs, quietly. I’ll follow up after they leave.”
Nora nodded and got off my lap. I missed her weight and her curves against me, but I didn’t want her mom or my dad to find out about us the way Drew did. They didn’t need to walk in on an intimate moment between us. They deserved to know the truth beforehand.
She was safely upstairs before the lights finally shut off in the kitchen. I waited until I heard the click of the door to the downstairs master bedroom and gave the house a few more minutes to settle before I went upstairs.
Instead of going into the room I’d occupied as a teen, I went into Nora’s room. Her closet light was on, lighting up the room enough that I could see she was in another one of my shirts. I smiled, seeing her wearing the old Braves baseball shirt.
“Did you raid my closet when I left?” I teased her as I walked into the room and started pulling off my clothes.
She sent me a saucy smile. “Yes. I also stole your sheets and pillow.”
“You wanted my dick that bad?” My cock was hard from our light banter and our previous make-out session downstairs.
“No. I wantedyouthat bad.” She gave a slight nod. “Your dick is a definite bonus, but it’s always been you.”
I pulled off my jeans and crawled naked into the bed beside her. “You said at the carnival you wished you had the courage to do what you really wanted to the day you walked in on me jacking off. What did you want to do, Nora?”
She licked her lips, her eyes focused on my cock. “I wanted to stay with you. Watch. Participate.”
“I wanted that too. My cock was raging because I had spent over an hour alone with you in my room. Your leg was by my head, your scent surrounding me, and I had to ask for that pillow because I knew I’d be getting a boner in no time.” I stroked my cock slowly, enjoying the flush on her face and the sizzle of the air around us. “Not much has changed.”
“And yet,” she paused and pulled my shirt off over her head, “everything has changed.”
