“Yes, fuck, yes baby!”
I gripped her calf hard, biting into her skin as I came harder than I had in my entire life. Her pussy tightened around my cock, clenching and spasming as she came too, holding my gaze, and I shuddered. My ears rang, and my heart was erratic, and sweat was everywhere, and we smelled like soap and sex, and I had never been happier in my life.
“Wow, wow, just wow.” I fell onto my back, reaching down and intertwining our pinkies.
“Would add more, but you summarized it pretty well. Just wow.”
“Might pass out.”
“Same,” she said, laughter in her voice. “So much for round two.”
“Donotstart with me.” I snorted, shaking my head as my entire body trembled from the post-orgasm. “Give me ten minutes. We need to hydrate too. Maybe even stretch for what I wanna do with you.”
“Goodness, Noah.” She laughed harder now.
“Not kidding. Best sex of my fucking life, and I want more.” Ipushed up onto my arms, stared down at her, and kissed her shoulder. “Hey, real talk. You okay?”
“Better than okay.” She rolled on her side too, her smile matching mine. “Never had that kinda sex with someone I loved before.”
Ah, fuck yeah.
“And that was our first time. Just think how much fun we can have.” I kissed her nose, then said, “And I need you to say you love me like ten more times. I like it.”
“Goofy.” She rolled her eyes, but I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. “What are you—hey!”
“Clean up, then round two. I’ll grab waters.”
I wasn’t kidding. I was gonna shower that woman with pleasure and tell her I loved her a million times tonight. She was my dream woman and making my dreams come true. Nothing could ruin this for me. Nothing.
31
EM
Iwoke up with the biggest, goofiest smile on my face. Even though Noah left for the stadium an hour earlier—of course taking Sassy out to let me sleep in—I kept snuggling into his pillows and giggling.
I was head over heels in love with Noah Abbott, and he loved me too. God, the last time I thought I loved someone, he cheated on me with my friend, and it gutted me. Jace’s betrayal took years to move on from, but with Noah? Being with him felt easy. Sure, it was complicated with Miles and my business taking off, but our feelings were simple.
Admitting that I loved him felt like the final step, and now we could be together and figure what that meant out.
Did I stay here? Did I move out?
I smiled, the butterflies in my gut fluttering. We could talk about that when he got back. I didn’t want him to have any distractions before they played the Colts. There was beef with one of the players, and the game would be tense. Stretching, I got up to make coffee, and Miles walked out of his room with a sleepy face and in his jammies.
Miles padded farther into the living room, rubbing his eyeswith the backs of his hands, hair sticking up in every direction. He dragged Sassy’s favorite rope toy behind him like a security blanket, even though she trotted along at his heels anyway, tail already wagging like the day was a promise. Seeing the two of them like that—sleepy, safe, unhurried—made something settle warmly in my chest.
“Uncle Noah gone already?” he asked, voice thick with sleep.
“Yeah,” I said gently. “He had to be early today. But he told me to tell you he loves you and that he’ll call at lunch.”
Miles nodded like that made sense, then climbed onto one of the barstools and rested his chin on the counter while I filled the coffee maker. Sassy sat at his feet, staring at me like she was supervising. The apartment felt calm in a way that only existed in the mornings, before the world remembered it had demands.
Miles watched the coffee drip for a long moment before speaking again. “Do you think my mom would like your store?”
The question was casual, almost offhand, but it landed like a punch to the gut. I turned the mug slowly in my hands, buying myself a second to answer it right.
“I think she would’ve loved it,” I said honestly. “I think she would’ve been really proud of you for helping me so much too. You’re such a good helper.”
He smiled at that, small and quiet, and kicked his heels against the cabinet. “She liked when people made stuff,” he said. “She said it meant they were brave.”
