Cam and I drive back to my house, and I’m in a happy, slightly wine-buzzed state. We pull into my driveway and I hop out, eager to go in and see Sawyer.
I throw open my front door to see Beckett and Sawyer on the couch, watching a movie. “Where’s Cooper?”
Beckett stands up and starts gathering his things. “We got him to bed about an hour ago.”
My jaw drops. “He went to bed on time?”
Sawyer smirks. “Yes, angel. I’ve been paying attention. I knew it was bedtime, so I put him to bed.”
“He brushed his teeth?” I ask. Sawyer nods.
“Went pee?” Another nod, and a growing grin.
“And he didn’t ask for a hundred snacks and a glass of water?”
Sawyer chuckles. “Woman, your kid doesn’t do that. He knows better.”
That makes me smirk. “That’s true.” I make my way over and lean down to peck him on the lips. “Thank you for getting him to bed.”
Turning to Beckett and Cam, I say, “Thanks for coming to stay with them, Beckett, and for the ride, Cam.”
Cam walks over and gives me a hug. “We knew you wouldn’t want to leave them alone, and honestly, we’d all feel the same. Sawyer in charge of a kid at the best of times is risky business, but when he’s injured?” She pretends to shudder.
Something in me wants to defend Sawyer. “He’s great with Coop. I trust him completely. It was more if he needed something…” I trail off as I realize they’re all grinning at me. “What?”
Beckett shakes his head. “Nothing. You two have a good night.” They let themselves out, and I go to lock the door behind them before turning back to face Sawyer.
“Why were they smiling? I meant it, I really do trust you with Cooper.”
The heated look he gives me is full of pent-up desire and so much love, it’s overwhelming. We haven’t done anything intimate since before his accident, and I know we’re both feeling it. “I know you do, angel. And that means so fucking much to me, you can’t even imagine. Get over here.”
I walk over to him, and he tugs me down so sharply that I have to react quickly so as not to land on his injured leg.
“I love you, Tori Charles. I love your kid, and I love you. Thank you for trusting me and loving me in return.”
The kiss he gives me is more than I can take, and I pull back, breathless.
“Bedroom. Now.”
Chapter thirty
Sawyer
I hobble down Tori’s hallway, trying not to drool at her curves swaying in front of me. She truly has no idea just how alluring she is without even trying. And hearing her defend me to my brother and his wife, hearing her tell them how much she trusts me? That might have turned me on more than her hot little body in those jeans she’s wearing.
She trusts me. With her kid, no less. And she loves me.
There’s no greater gift. And I’m going to spend a lifetime repaying her, one orgasm at a time.
Starting now.
In her bedroom, I drop my crutches to the floor beside the bed before maneuvering myself onto it. How Jude managed being one-legged for his long recovery, I do not know. I’m an impatient fucker and this is already annoying just a few days in. I’m starting to understand why he was so goddamn grumpy.
But I’m resourceful. And no broken leg is gonna stop me from making Tori see stars. “Angel, get that pretty little ass over here and sit on my face.” I whip my shirt over my head and thank the gym gods for my upper body strength as I manage to shift down so my head is on a pillow. I make some grabby hand motions that have Tori giggling as she strips out of her clothes, but when I see what she was hiding underneath, I growl.
“Stop.”
Her hands freeze, fingers looped in the blue lace that barely covers her pussy.
