Vee’s neck straightened and her shoulders went back. “We’ll bury my father before we discuss that. As for the Coopers, everyone needs to do their job—what we’ve been doing. It’s the only way we’ll make it through this. Good night.” She didn’t wait for his response. After hitting the red icon, she pushed her phone away and looked up at me. “You heard.”
I had. It was a conversation that no one wanted to have. There was one bit of good news. I tried to capitalize on that. “Instant is what we all wish for.”
Her green eyes flooded with new tears. “I wish Dad was still with us, but if he has to be gone, instant is better than thinking about him suffering.”
I offered Vee my hand. “Let’s try to get some sleep.”
Nodding, she laid her palm in mine and stood.
After getting ready for bed, I offered Vee my shoulder for a pillow. Without hesitation, she curled her warm petite body next to mine. As we lay in the darkness, my mind went back to a time when we were both at the University of Kentucky.
The reason I didn’t call Vee after I left U of K now seemed to be more of a blessing than a curse. The woman at my side was still my Vee, the beautiful girl I saved from a group of drunk football players. She was still the woman who accepted me without expecting perfection. Not knowing about her father back then allowed me to fall in love with her, not her family’s notoriety.
I wasn’t certain how much time passed before Vee’s breathing took on a soft rhythm of its own and her head seemed heavier. Craning my neck, I kissed the top of her hair and whispered, “I’m not going to leave you again.”
Tuesday morning, I woke up to the sound of water spraying in the shower. Instead of joining Vee, I went to the kitchen and started the coffee maker. A search of her refrigerator had me making a mental shopping list. While she was probably fine surviving on rabbit food, there was now a professional quarterback taking up residence, albeit temporarily, who needed more calories than was found in oatmeal and tofu.
As soon as the coffee finished brewing, I took a cup with cream into the bathroom. Placing it on the vanity, I scanned her long, wet hair, down her towel-covered body, and sexy legs. I brushed Vee’s cheek with a kiss.
She feigned a smile. “I think it’s a first, or at least a first since we decided to get back together.”
“What’s a first?”
“We spent the night together without having sex.”
My cheeks rose. “Oh, I thought about it.”
Laying her hand on my bare shoulder, she leaned closer. “I did too, but I think I needed what you gave me—a shoulder to cry on and the comfort of not being alone.”
“Do you mind if I shower? While you…” I shrugged. “Do whatever it is you do?”
“I don’t mind. But if you drop those shorts and there’s nothing underneath them, I may have to reevaluate what I need to do.”
I stood behind her, peering over her in the mirror and wrapping my arms around her waist. Lowering my voice, I deepened my tone. “Ms. Hubbard, whenever you need my cock buried in your tight pussy, I’m available.” I wiggled my eyebrows in the reflection. “As we speak, I’m getting hard.”
Pink filled her cheeks as she wiggled her sexy ass against my growing erection.
“If you want to start your day with a quick fuck, I’m not opposed.”
Pressing her lips together, Vee shook her head. “I do want that and I’ll take comfort in knowing it was offered.” She sighed. “It’s nice to spend even a few minutes thinking about something good.”
“Well, fuck. I guess that means my shower will be cold.”
“Poor Fin,” Vee scoffed.
I made eye contact in the mirror as I dropped trou, my erection standing to attention. “You did this.”
“Guilty as charged.” She turned, facing me and leaning against the vanity. Her focus was not on my eyes as she nibbled her bottom lip. “I’ll take a raincheck.”
The cold shower did little to lessen the rigidity of my cock. If I were alone, I could have managed the issue, but I didn’t think masturbating was the best use of my time. The thoughts of what Vee had in store for the day and for her future helped tame my penis into submission.
Stepping out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist. “What are your plans for today?”
“I think I’ll go first to Maker’s Mark. I want to meet with people first and get everyone’s mind set on the Raiders game. Then when I’m done there, I’ll head over to Daphne’s. She and I need to finalize the arrangements for the funeral.”
“I’ll go with you.”
“How about you don’t?”
