He is beaming at me like any proud parent would. “Must get his athletic ability from his dad.”
“Hopefully Lydia is good, because she’s not getting anything from me.” I laugh.
“We’ll play together and both be good,” Troy tells me.
“One more, Troy, then it’s time for bed,” Derek says.
“He shoots, he scores!” Troy yells as he sends one final puck into the back of the net.
“Great job, Troy!” I hold my hand out to him for a high five as Derek comes over to take Troy to bed.
“Can Sutton read a story with us?” Troy asks.
“Absolutely.”
As Derek and I put Troy to bed, there’s a sadness that washes over Derek. It’s easy to sense. No doubt he’s thinking of what Missy’s reappearance into his life could mean for moments like this. It’s hard not to.
When we shut the door to Troy’s room, Derek takes me in his arms. Holding me. Breathing me in.
I try to give him as much comfort as I can. “What can I do?”
I press my hand over Derek’s heart. I want him to know I’m here for him. Sure, my ex and I got divorced because he’s a cheating asshole, but at least he still cares about Lydia. I don’t know what I would do if he was in and out of my life.
“I want to get lost in you.”
Chapter Nineteen
DEREK
Talk about a shitty Christmas. As much as Troy was a distraction for me today, it was hard not to focus on Missy showing up out of the blue at my front door.
On Christmas of all days.
I couldn’t wrap my head around it.
But now Sutton is here. Sutton is all I need to push everything else out of my head.
“I need you.”
It’s a plea. A desperate plea to cling to her in a moment of need.
“You have me. Take whatever you need.”
Her whispered words against my neck have me lifting her into my arms and carrying her to my bedroom. Kicking the door closed, I set Sutton down in the middle of the mattress like she’s precious.
One of the most precious things in my life.
“God, I love you,” I confess, burying my face into her neck. The sweet smell of her perfume is a balm to my soul.
Sutton laces her fingers through my hair and tugs my focus to her. “I love you too, Derek.”
The kiss she gives me is everything. I don’t know what I would do without this woman. Each time her tongue glides against mine has my cock hardening in my pants. I never thought I could be addicted to kissing, but with Sutton, I am.
Sliding my hand under her shirt, I find her nipples already hard.
“Fuck, Sutton.”
I pull the satin cup down and tweak the nub between my fingers.
