With a chuckle, I press a soft kiss to her sweet lips. What I said sounds pretty good to me too.
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Nico
ThecreditsrollasSavannah snuggles closer to my chest, rubbing her round ass into my cock.
Fucking hell.
I bite back a moan as I grip her hip to still her movements. I’ve had a raging boner since we moved to the couch to share dessert and watch a movie. Savannah fell asleep about twenty minutes ago, exhausted from her shift, and I didn’t have the heart to move her.
Instead, I’ve been watching her sleep. Listening to her steady breaths as she rests her head in the crook of my arm.
Wanting to capture this moment, I reach for my cell phone sitting on the side table and single-handedly swipe it open, flip to the camera, and snap a picture of my sleeping beauty. With her pursed lips, smooth skin, and eyelashes fanned across her cheeks, she looks so peaceful and beautiful. The last time she slept over, I was in too much pain to watch her sleep. To enjoy the way her body felt wrapped around mine as her breathing slowed and she drifted off. Tonight, I soak in every second of her in my arms.
My phone buzzes in my hand, and I swipe it open to find a text from my sister.
Talia:Thank you for filling in today.
You’re welcome. Happy to help.
Talia:I bet you were.
I love you, little sis … but fuck off.
Talia:Ha! Just remember I can call Mom at any time and tell her about your neighbor.
Don’t you fucking dare.
Talia:Ta ta, big bro. #Karma
**Middle Finger Emoji**
“Is the movie over?” Savannah’s sleepy voice has me putting my phone down. Her eyes are still closed as I spoon her.
My new favorite sleeping position.
“Yes.” I brush her hair behind her ear in a soothing motion.
“Did Dottie and Kit make up?”
“They did.”
“Hmm. Good.” She rolls between my arms to face me and rubs her cheek on my chest. She inhales deeply with a dreamy smile. “You smell good.”
I kiss her forehead and breathe in her sweet floral shampoo. “You too.”
“I’m sorry I fell asleep.” Savannah can barely keep her eyes open as she tilts her chin back to look at me. She rubs a heavy hand over my scruffy jaw with such affection that it makes my ribs tight. Being with her feels like this is where I’m supposed to be.
“Don’t be. You had a long day. It’s okay to be tired. How about I get you to bed?”
“I like the sound of that.” She yawns.
“Hold tight.” Sliding a forearm under Savannah’s knees, I sit up to cradle her in my lap before standing with her in my arms.
She makes a cute little surprised whimper as she grips my neck in her hands and rests her head on my shoulder. “I could have gotten up myself, you know.” She yawns again, her words contradicting her actions.
“I know.”
