“God,” I breathe. What else is there to say?
“You’re yummy. We’re yummy together.”
I grin crookedly as Calvin leans his face over mine, staring at me before he presses his lips to mine. “Open,” he orders. My lips part, and he sweeps his tongue into my mouth, letting me taste our flavors lingering there.
When he pulls away, he falls to the side of the bed and pulls me against him. “Did you have fun?”
“More than fun. You’re so dirty. I should’ve expected that.”
“You’ve seen nothing yet,” he chuckles.
I roll over to face him and place my hand on his scruffy cheek. “I can’t wait.”
We lie there, holding each other as we catch our breath. Calvin drags his gentle fingers along my back while kissing my forehead. It’s sweet and intimate, and another thing I didn’t expect, but probably should’ve.
He pulls away to look at the monitor, showing Braeden is still sleeping. “I guess I’d better go,” he says.
I reluctantly move away so he can stand and get dressed. I lie on my side, my hand tucked under my head as I watch him. “It should be a crime to make you wear clothes.”
He chuckles as he zips up his shorts. Once he’s dressed, he leans down to give me a steamy but all-too-short kiss.
I climb out of bed, throw on a pair of pajama bottoms, and walk downstairs with him. He opens the door and turns to kiss me once more.
“Night, Tiger.”
“Night, Joker.”
The nicknames are another of our growing patterns, the more we see each other. I like it.
I shut the door behind him and rest my back against it, smiling like an idiot. Calvin took any lingering pain away from me, replacing it with naughty sex. Consensual sex, always making sure I’m fully on board, which draws me closer to him more than anything else.
I can’t wait to see where this thing between us goes.
Chapter 23
Calvin
Imetthedeadlineto submit the Eagle Saloon design proposal and drawings to Mr. Jackson without requesting an extension. I worked my ass off to get it in. Now, he’ll look it all over, and then we’ll meet for any design changes, or if he wants to tell me to fuck off, which I hope doesn’t happen.
While I managed to get work done, it was hard as my thoughts kept drifting to Seth, his sexy moans, and his willingness to get a little kinky. I can’t believe he’s never frotted before. I make a mental note to do that with him again.
I’m working at home today, catching up on everything as much as I can while Braeden’s in school. He has a key to the house, so I don’t have to be here, but for now, I want to make sure I’m around as much as possible until he feels better about everything.
I wanted to pick him up from school, but he told me he’s riding the bus from now on. What does that mean? Does he not want to be seen with me? Maybe Seth knows. He’s working today, too, but I could text him.
Me: Is it normal that Braeden doesn’t want me taking him to
school and picking him up?
Tiger: ?? He’s a teenager, Joker. Yeah, it’s completely normal.
Tiger: Did you want your mom to pick you up from high
school?
Me: Hell no, but I’m not my mother.
Tiger: It doesn’t matter how close we are to our kids.
