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A smooth smile spread across my face when he said that.

“I miss you too. I need you to hurry back.” I grinned, flashing my boobs to the camera.

The way his eyes lit up while biting his bottom lip made me want to moan.

“You can’t be teasing me like that.” He licked his lips.

“Where’s Savannah?”

“Sleeping. She passed out early. After I get out of this tub, I’ll be right behind her.” I chuckled.

“Long day?” he asked.

“Yeah.” I sighed and dropped my eyes from the screen.

I so badly wanted to open my mouth and tell him about his piece of shit brother.

“You alright?”

“Yeah.” I nodded.

He got quiet, studying my face through the screen.

“Well, I just wanted to check up on you. See your beautiful face and hear your voice.”

“Aww.” I blushed.

“I’ll let you get back to enjoying your bubbles, and I’ll hit you up in the morning.”

“Okay.” I pouted with my bottom lip poked out.

That made him release that laugh I loved to hear so much. His pearly whites shined in the dim light that surrounded him.

“Goodnight, beautiful.” He winked.

“Goodnight, handsome.” I blew a kiss.

Once our call ended, I turned on my R&B playlist on Apple Music before placing my phone on the side of the tub. I allowed my body to relax as my mind began to drift in different directions. It seemed that every time I started patching my life together, something happened to make a piece crumble. It was frustrating. Not only that, but it was the fact that I was about to go through a divorce, and I knew Rob. He’d use every stone he could gather to throw my way in an attempt to knock me down. I hadn’t been making the smartest decisions, but I prayed we could get through this shit smoothly. I prayed he wouldn’t prolong the process. I didn’t want shit from him materialistically. All I wanted was peace.

CHAPTER 22

Ethan Whitmore

The trip to Vegas was pretty straight. Christian seemed pretty solid and straightforward. Both of us were about our business. Charles was right, we had quite a few things in common. Based on the conversations and the knowledge exchanged back and forth, I knew we’d turn out to be decent business partners. As long as he held up his end of the bargain, we were good. The trip itself was pleasant, but I was ready to get back home and back to my girls. I ended the trip a day early, promising Christian I’d be back real soon to put shit in motion.

On the flight back home, all I could think about was Ava. I wanted to pop up and surprise her, but I didn’t plan to land so damn late. Ahead of time, I asked Julia for her spare key to the townhouse. At first, she wasn’t trying to come up off of it because she didn’t want Ava to feel as if her privacy was being violated. I had to explain to little sis that shorty was going to be violated in the best way possible, so there was nothing to worry about.

I had already freshened up on the flight home, so there was no need for me to make a trip to the house. The time on my stereo read three sixteen in the morning when I parked. I grabbed my duffle bag and headed to the door. Quietly, I let myself in and made my way through. I stopped at the room I knew Savannah slept in just to peep my head through the door to make sure she was sleeping peacefully. Cuddled up with her favorite teddy bear, she was sound asleep. I made sure to close the door back quietly and continued on to Ava.

Her door was slightly open, and I could hear her soft snores filling the room. Instead of lying on one side of the bed, she was sprawled out in the center, with the covers halfway covering her body. The only light in the room came shining through the windows from the moon. As I rounded the bed, I was able to get a better view of her beautiful face. With my eyes glued to her, I started stripping out of my clothes, all the way down to my boxers.

Ava was a heavy sleeper, which was why she didn’t feel me slowly pull the blanket off her body. The little gown she had on was scrunched up around her waist. It gave me a perfect and clear view of her neatly waxed mound. Damn. My mouth began to water at the sight of it.

Carefully, I eased my way onto the bed, gently moving her legs to spread them apart, so I could position myself right between. As I made myself comfortable, she didn’t even react. However, I knew as soon as my tongue flicked across her sensitive spot, her eyes would open. My hands slowly caressed her smooth thighs before I used my thumb to rub her bud in circles. I could smell her essence seeping through as I lowered my lips to hers. I didn’t come over to play any games; I came to feast. The moment I latched onto her clit, she let out a soft gasp, then a moan.

“Ethan?” she purred as her hand went to rub the back of my head.

I didn’t bother stopping to acknowledge her; I kept going. She tried to sit up and slide back, but the grip I had on her waist prevented her from doing so. With her legs resting on my shoulders, I scooped her ass into my hands, holding her up. I needed full access as I spread her cheeks a little wider. Swiftly, my tongue swirled around her bottom hole. Over and over, she cried out my name as I ate her up like my favorite groceries. From front to back, back to front, I didn’t miss a spot as I ate the whole cake.