The four of us… I could get used to that.
THIRTY-TWO
Jagger
She wants to stay. That has to mean tonight went well, right?
Obviously, we messed up the cooking, but thankfully, Nash managed to salvage the situation. Like always.
After the initial questioning, I almost started to feel like the Stellas warmed up to me. Maybe we can actually be real friends one day. Once I’ve earned their trust, which I fully intend to do.
Standing in the hallway, I’m increasingly aware of her scent; it seems to have filled the entire house. Fuck, how I want to live in a home surrounded by her scent every day. Everything, including my mood, always feels so much better when she’s close.
“Do you want anything else to eat?” Tae asks her. “There’s plenty.”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to eat anything else for a year.” An adorable smile pulls at the corners of Delilah’s mouth. “Can we watch a movie or something?”
“I’ll find a good one.” Tae scampers off to grab the projector while Nash mumbles something about needing to quickly check a pipe for leaks, leaving us alone.
“Thank you for introducing me to your friends,” I murmur. “I know it’s a big deal to you.”
“You made it through the night,” she jokes. “I’m pretty sure they weren’t kidding about the blender.”
Since our bakery date, she’s been acting differently toward me. I’m seeing more of the Delilah I met last year, the one who was carefree and hadn’t had her heart broken. I want to coax her back to me, prove to her that she can trust me enough to open up again.
“Although I’ve received my fair share of death threats, I can’t say I’ve ever been threatened with a blender before.”
She giggles, her nose scrunching in the cute way it does whenever she laughs.
“So…” I begin, nerves threatening to strangle my vocal cords. “Do you think it, uh, went well?”
“Even better than I could have hoped.” She kisses my cheek, shooting warmth through my body.
“I know I don’t deserve to be part of your life, but?—”
“Shh.” She places her index finger over my lips. “For tonight, why don’t we just focus on the future? We’ve got a long way to go, but I think we’ve both spent long enough dwelling in the past. Do we have a deal?”
I grab her hips and yank her close, making her squeal. “Deal.”
“Delilah, come pick the movie!” I’m just about to kiss her when Tae’s yelling interrupts us.
“To be continued?” Her cheeky smirk has my cock springing to life.
“Most definitely.”
How did I get so lucky?
“Whoa…” Her eyes widen at the enormous cinema screen Tae lowers from the ceiling when we head into the living room to join him.
“Pretty neat, huh?” He motions to the sofa. “You get the best seat in the house. The rest of us are going to be fighting over who gets to sit next to you, but as I’m the one with the remote…” Heplops himself down at Delilah’s side as soon as she sits down. “I call shotgun!”
Instead of feeling a flash of jealousy like the first time I saw them together, I’m full of contentment when I see her cuddle up into him, rubbing her soft curls against his chest.
Nash returns, groaning when he sees the title. “Really?”
“It’s Delilah’s favorite,” Tae lies teasingly.
“Oh.” Nash rubs his shaven head. “I… Uh… Maybe I need to give it another chance.”
