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“Oh God.” He presses the side of his face into the mattress, gasping for air.

When I pull out and stop, he pushes back against me.

I can’t stop myself from kissing his back again. “Greedy slut. Filthy, greedy, gorgeous slut.”

“Please, Mike. Harder. I need it harder.”

Because I love him, I give him what he needs. What he’s always needed. I try to push away regret, knowing we could’ve been doing this all along if I’d let myself. If I hadn’t been so fucking self-righteous. Really, I was punishing us both.

That’s over now.

“You gonna promise me the same thing, Dean? No matter what, you don’t get to leave. Things get fucked up, we fix it together. Any past sabotage either of us committed will look like small potatoes if you try to move on from me.”

“You and me,” he gasps. “No matter what.” Then he turns his face into the bed as I set a punishing pace.

He’s squeezing around me, all hot and tight and perfectly perfect. “You feel so fucking good, baby.” Like home.

“You feel good too. God. Nobody else, Mike. Nobody makes me feel like you do.”

Really, I shouldn’t let it go to my head. But I do.

Leaning forward, I wrap my arms around him and fuck in long thrusts. Then I reach down with one hand, stroking so I can make him come. I want to feel him squeeze me tight while he loses his mind.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me like the good boy you are.”

That does it.

“Oh God, Mike. I’m⁠—”

I try to slap my hand over his mouth to quiet him down, but I’m not sure it helps much the way he cries out. Hopefully nobody wakes up, but damn if I don’t love hearing him call out my name that way.

The way he’s squeezing around me, I can’t hold back. I don’t want to. Biting down on a moan, I empty into the condom.

As I get cleaned up, I say, “You think one day we can ditch those?”

Dean rolls toward me. “I told Brennan I’m not taking any more appointments for a while. Liam’s company will give me more hours if I want them, and I’d rather have a legit job.”

“Good. That job was killing you, baby. Anyway, I think I’m done too.” Briefly, I explain about the senator and the pills I found in his office. The strange job offer from the owner of Shadow.

Then I collapse next to him, pulling him close on the small mattress. “Fuck, we really need a bigger bed.”

He’s quiet for a while. “Do we?”

“Mmm. We should move. Get a bigger place. Maybe a little house. A yard? Get Ella a dog and everything.”

“You’d really want all that?”

“Did you miss the part about how you’re never getting rid of me again?”

“I wasn’t sure… For the last six years you’ve been Uncle Mike who lived upstairs. It’s a big shift, living with someone. Living with a kid all the time.”

“We already lived together in the dorms. And you know I love spending time with my girl. This way, if you have a bad dream, I’ll always be right here.”

Pressing my front to his back, I wrap one arm around his waist. He puts his hand over mine. A few times I hear him take a breath as if he’s about to say something, but then he doesn’t.

“You okay?”

“Something tells me I’ll see my dad when I close my eyes for a little while, but really? I’m glad he can’t threaten us anymore. Is that awful?”