Chuckling again, I’m wondering how I’ll survive the wedding party table. Hailey with alcohol is always a whole other experience, but add in a happy occasion for her brother and this is going to keep me on my toes.
“I’ll tell her that my dick is out of commission, as a beautiful witty woman has left claw marks on my back.”
She giggles and it’s soothing. “Just don’t give me a hickey, I have a dress to wear that shows a little neck.”
We both snuggle into one another and that peaceful quiet returns. Her nails brush along my arm, and it feels too natural that my body is willingly her canvas.
“One night,” I warn her.
She rests her chin on my chest and her soft eyes stare straight into me. “Are you telling me or reminding yourself?”
This woman knows how to read my mind. We’re not strangers after years of orbiting one another, only being intimate is new.
And this once will be the only instance. No matter the thoughts in my head that could cause our own personal apocalypse.
“Shh, and get on your hands and knees,” I demand because getting lost in her is my only focus right now.
Haileyand I collapse into the chairs at the dining table that has a whole array of breakfast choices. Instantly, we both beginto stack our plates with muffins, eggs, bacon, anything and everything.
“I’m starving.” Hailey sounds exhausted.
“Well… we both need an energy boost after last night and this morning.”
“And an ice pack for my thighs… old volleyball injury.” It drags out of her mouth as we both see Patricia walk in with a smile and a new jug of orange juice.
She smiles at us brightly. “Good morning. I hope you slept well.”
Hailey and I glance to one another. I’m not going to lie. Driving today will be brutal. I basically lived inside of this woman. Her reverse cowgirl is on point.
I scratch the back of my neck awkwardly. “Splendid. Well rested and ready to go.”
“Lovely. You can have a late checkout if you like, the next guests won’t arrive until 4.”
Tipping my head to the side, I ponder, as it means I could bury myself deep into Hailey once more.
“Yes, please.” It shoots out of Hailey’s mouth with firmness.
My eyes skate to her, and her smile is pasted on to Patricia. It seems Hailey is a smart girl.
“Lovely.” A timer goes off in the other room. “Oh, that’s the banana bread. Excuse me.”
She excuses herself, and I have to admire Hailey while I pop scrambled egg into my mouth with gusto.
Her shoulders lift to her ears when she looks at me. “What? Take advantage of our one-night policy. It only ends when we sit back in the car.” She points her fork in the direction of the front door.
“Fair point. We’ll have to be quick; we need to get on the road if we want to make it to wedding festivities.”
“Okay. It’s doable.”
“Agreed. Now eat your damn muffin, can’t have you weakening on me.”I weaken for you even when I have a full stomach; all the time, actually.
She takes a large bite into the blueberry muffin with crumbs falling onto the plate.
“What a good girl you are.”
“I’m only listening to my master,” she quips.
A sound rumbles in the back of my throat in response.
