At the first touch of her mouth, I gasp."Oh fuck, I love you."
She pauses to giggle."Good thing you already told me, or I'd develop a new complex, thinking you only love me for my oral skills."
An embarrassingly short time later, she's nestled against my chest once more, and I'm in a whole other dimension.
I open my mouth to say…something, but she covers my mouth with her hand."Hush, baby.Don't ruin all my hard work by talking.Just sleep."
"I fucking love you, though," I mumble."And not just for your oral skills."
"I know."
“That doesn't hurt, though."
She giggles again."Oh, I know.Believe me, I feel the same way about your oral skills."
"When I wake up, I'll give you a demonstration of said skills."
"But I'm fully dressed."
"Then get naked."
"Yes, sir."She slips out of bed, closes and locks the door, undresses, climbs back in bed with me, and reassumes the cuddle position, this time naked.
"Good girl."I cup her bare ass, groaning in appreciation."Do I have your permission to wake you up with my mouth?"
She snorts a laugh."Yes, you do.Now and always—you have blanket permission to wake me up with your mouth any time you want.”
We drift off to sleep—I'm on the cusp when I hear her mumble."You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Noah."
That's a complicated thing, for me.
Losing Taylor was the worst thing that's ever happened to me.I obviously wish it had never happened.But it did.I'm not sure I can say I'm thankful for it, but from it, I have Morgan and Mallory.A new life.A new love.It doesn’t replace what was, but adds to it.
My last thought before I tumble into unconsciousness is that I hope Noel finds this for himself.
It's long overdue.
