Page 125 of A Lick and A Promise


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He interrupted my litany with a grunt after I mentioned Brady, therefore, I addressed that.

“And you and Brady will be making up,” I declared.

That got another grunt, this one I ignored.

“I mean, I thought you and I were just friends, and I still nursed you through the worst of your injuries. So I figure we were on shaky ground, but with my awesome Florence Nightingale skills, I solidified the shit out of that. Now you just did your bit by coming clean about all your triggers and then fucking me stupid. In future, I’ll be aware of those triggers. As long as you promise to talk to me, fully, so I get what’s going on, I figure we can face anything.”

I stopped talking.

He said nothing, didn’t even grunt this time.

So I kept talking.

“That said, feel free to lose your shit again. Though, just sayin’, you don’t get thirteen months anymore. You can have a day. Twenty-four hours before you come clean then eat me out before fucking me.”

He was turning toward me before I heard his chuckle.

God…

God.

I’d missed the sound of that.

Even so.

“Knox Chambers, you’re putting weight on your bad thigh.”

“Chill, baby,” he murmured, pulling me closer with the arm he had under me.

“I will chill when I attend your next doctor’s appointment, and she says you can rest on your side.”

He blew out a breath and fell again to his back.

“Thank you,” I snapped.

“Fuck, I love you,” he replied.

I blinked.

Then I bitched, “Goddammit, now I need to attack you.”

The humor was back when he invited, “Have at it, gorgeous.”

“Can your stitches hack it if I play cowgirl?” I asked.

“I don’t give a shit if they can’t.”

“Knox!”

With one arm, he pulled me over his body and said, “If they don’t, I got you to drive me to the emergency room.”

“The key is for that not to happen and mess up our reunion with a hospital visit.”

“Are we reunited?”

“You love me. I love you. You just bared your soul. I understand it. We have shit to work out, but we’re together, and we understand each other better, so we can do that. Hence, yes. We are one thousand percent reunited.”

He lay with that for a second.