Page 62 of Absolution

Her lashes flutter against her cheeks before she opens them slowly. When our gaze locks, a smile spreads across her face, and I’m lost to her all over again.

“Mornin’.”

“Good morning, beautiful.” I press my lips to hers. She fists my hair, taking everything I can give. “I hate to bring us down, but we forgot an important part of last night.”

She taps her chin, quirking her brow. “Well, maybe it’s me, but I thought it went pretty damn good.”

“Ha! Yes, it was excellent.” I hesitate, feeling irresponsible and like a fool. “A condom.”

“Oh, I see. I’m protected, so as long as amnesia isn’t contagious, and you don’t have the herply erplies, we’re okay.”

I smash my mouth into a thin line, trying to be serious. “It is not, and I do not.”

“Well, I guess I gotta trust ya, but if my lady parts turn green, you’re in trouble.” Her eyes widen before she crosses them, making a funny face.

“It’s a good thing you’re hot, and I like kissing you.”

She bites her lip. “Is that all you like to do with me, kiss?”

“What else do you have in mind?”

She leans away, licking her lips. “Shower?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

“I was playing hard to get,” she slips from my grasp, “so how do you feel about round two?”

I sit up as she slides from the bed, dropping the sheet as she sashays through the bathroom door. Her round ass, swings like a pendulum, entrancing me. My cock bobs with anticipation when she turns to me, crooking her finger.

I ease from the bed, standing posed and ready. “I’ll go every round with you Scar, just say when.”

“When…” her lip quirks, and I bum rush her through the door.

After a long hot shower or two, we have breakfast with Emmie. She’s the perfect child when she’s not practicing her aim through projectile vomiting. Scarlet’s not acting like herself, though, and I’m concerned.

“Regrets?” I ask as we clear the table. She averts her eyes, and my stomach sinks, along with my hopes. “That’s a yes.”

“I never said that.” She shakes her head, turning toward the kitchen, and I’m fast behind her.

We place the dishes in the sink together, bumping shoulders as we do. “But you didn’t disagree.”

“It’s just that we discussed taking it slow and now, there’s no going back. Sex changes things between people, especially friends.” She has a point, and I don’t like it. I side-eye her and her determination.

“Crawford and Kathryn are both, and from my understanding, they’ve always been that way.”

She gawks at me. “You cannot be trying to compare us with your parents, tell me you’re not!”

“I’m only pointing out that it’s possible, and if we work hard enough… together, we can do this.” I tilt my head, dazzling her with my winning smile, and boyish good looks.

“Stop.” She narrows her eyes. “I mean it, Creed. I think I have valid points here, and that look in your eye worries me you’re not taking this as seriously as I am.”

“So you think, I’m jumping into this without considering any ramifications? All I’ve done for the last two years of my life is contemplate the what if’s.”

She crosses her arms, and I ready for a fight. She’s not getting away from me, whether she’s pushing or running. “I’m not trying to jerk you around, and I’m definitely not saying no. I think I’ve proven that over the last few hours.”

“Yes you have, and I have never been more appreciative.” She bites her lip as my eyes slowly trail her body

She pushes me away. “I meant trusting you with Emmie, the other was total lust.”