A shudder rolls over me. His words, rough or demanding, soft or complimentary it doesn’t matter what he says, it’s the way he says it. He’s seducing me with his voice as much as his body, and as I shiver through this latest orgasm, he crawls up my body, a devilish grin on his face.
Dropping a kiss on the tip of my nose, he moves to the side and pulls me in against him. I’m worn out. Spent in a way I’ve never been and I don’t care that the sun is rising and I should leave. I want to stay here for as long as he’ll let me.
I don’t give a shit where I need to be this morning. All I care about is enjoying the warmth and comfort lying in Garrett’s arms gives me.
I’ve never felt this relaxed. This at ease.
Most of the time, I’m tense, waiting for a sign I need to defend myself against something or someone. I never used to be like that, and I hate that I’m this way now. And I admit, six months ago my best friend was right. Iwashiding from the world. Olivia was right to push me to date—to live again.
“Heavy thoughts or are you asleep? Asleep is fine, it means you aren’t thinking of leaving.”
Garrett’s voice floats around me, soft and rumbling, and I could listen to him talk for hours. Hell, he could recite my shopping list and I’d be all in.
Tipping my head back, I open my eyes and find his. “Awake. Thinking things I shouldn’t be while naked in your bed.”
“You can think whatever you want whenever you want as long as you’re naked in my bed.” He waggles his eyebrows with a grin.
I want to find him amusing but I can’t. There’s a heaviness sitting in my chest. “If only.”
“Why not?”
“We both have to work for one.”
“Do we?” One bushy eyebrow arches. “I’ve got enough money invested I don’t have to work.”
“What about Boyd’s?”
“I’m only there because I enjoy it.”
“Really? You don’t have to work behind the bar?”
“No. We make enough profit none of us need to work there. Not even Carter.”
“Oh, I didn’t realize.” I knew from Olivia, Boyd’s was lucrative. But if none of the owners actually have to work there, it’s doing better than I thought. “You started it from scratch, right? Didn’t buy out a bar and renovate it?”
“Yeah, took us about a year to open the doors but we worked other jobs while getting it ready.”
“That’s amazing.” Garrett has achieved his level of success with his own hands. Unlike my ex who got his position through me. I frown.
“Sorry that makes you upset.”
“Oh, no.” I push up onto my elbow so I can face him fully. “I was just thinking how others use people to achieve their goals and you and your brothers dug in and did it on your own.”
“What can I say?” His shoulder lifts. “We’re working class through and through.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“I expect it is in your circles.”
It’s the first time he’s mentioned the difference in our backgrounds. Here I was worried about our age difference andGarrett is thinking about where we come from. Well, that’s an easy one to squash.
“You have more integrity and honesty and genuineness than most of my so called circle.”
“From what I’ve heard from Livi, I’d have to agree.”
“Has she told you much? About me?” The idea doesn’t sit well. Not that I want to hide anything from him. If I shared my secret wishes and concerns, Garrett would be a good confidant.
“Not specifics. I know you’re single. Similar age to her. And you come from money.”
