“You’ll be fine,” I said, kissing his forehead. “Four days isn’t that long. You’ve traveled alone before and plus, you might do better without us.”
“Yeah, you say that because you’ll have her to cuddle next to,” he sighed. “And I know I've done this alone before, but I like doing it with you and her. I never realized how lonely the rodeo circuit could be.”
“Nash, the big bronc rider, are you whining?” I chuckled.
“Shut up.” He pinched my side, biting his lip. “I just… well I just?—”
“Are we waking up?” Iris walked back into the room, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Nash hid his face in my chest. “I should get an early start. I have a long drive to Utah.”
Iris looked down at her hands, biting her lips. Was she worried about something? She took a deep breath, “I’ll go get the coffee and breakfast started.”
What just happened?
“Fuck, I better shower,” he said, lifting his head. “Care to shower with me?”
He smirked at me, trailing his hand down my abs.
“You’re a menace,” I said, as my breathing changed the closer he got to my cock. “Was last night not enough for you?”
“I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you and Iris,” he said, getting up, kissing my nose and hopping off the bed like he hadn’t just said something huge.
I wanted to believe that this would never end but?—
“Come on, sexy. I want to be on my knees one more time.” He winked before walking into the bathroom.
Damn this man. I got up because who could turn down a blow job?
After our shower, Nash and I walked into the kitchen to Iris setting things on the table.
“Shit, you didn’t have to make all this,” Nash said, walking up to Iris, wrapping his arms around her from behind.
“You need a good breakfast before you leave,” she said, looking over her shoulder. “Plus, I made some burritos for the road so you don’t have to stop unless you need to.”
I saw the bag she had packed for him, peeking inside and helping her pack the rest of it.
“Damn, woman, if we weren’t already married, I’d ask you to marry me,” he chuckled, but I saw the admiration he held for Iris.
Times like these, I felt like an interloper.
“Shut up, I know it’s going to be a long drive and you need to keep your protein up and—” Nash interrupted her with a kiss.
She melted into it as he devoured her almost reverently. My stomach swooped like I was falling down a roller coaster as I felt a rush of emotion for them. I bit my lip going back to packing the bag for Nash before I did something stupid like confess I was catching feelings. I was an idiot for letting it happen, but how could I not fall for them.
“Damn, I’m gonna miss you, Petal,” he murmured, kissing her forehead.
Maybe it was time to move on. They were married and I was… I didn’t know what I was, what we were or what I was to them. The unknown made my anxiety worse and the urge to cut ties was growing stronger each day.
“I’m going to miss both of you,” he said, a little louder.
I glanced up to see them looking at me.
“You’ll be fine.” I rolled my eyes playfully. “Don’t be a baby.”
“It won’t be that long,” Iris said, laying her head against Nash’s chest.
“I hope not, but if I have to, I might have to head to the next rodeo,” he said, sounding unenthusiastic about it.
