Head Over Feels

He chuckles and then drags me by the legs until I’m wrapped around him. His hands drop to either side of my head, and he hovers over me. “Why eat a cupcake when I can eat you instead?”

Holy hell. I like the way this man thinks.

Standing back up, he kicks off his shoes and strips down until he’s naked. He climbs onto the bed and lies down. “C’mere, baby.”

I straddle him and then lift my top off. Being naked with him is becoming my favorite part of the day. And I’m pretty sure that’s because Rad is incredible in bed.

Taking hold of my breasts, he kisses the tips and then sucks them until they’re deep pink, ripe, and ready.

He seems to have a plan, but I’m already rubbing against him, too turned on to wait for direction. But then he says, “I want you on your hands and knees.”

I’m scrambling to get into position.

My hair is gathered into one hand, and my hip is held with his other. The anticipation has me squeezing my middle and my eyes closing. The ripping of the packet and the sound of his moan blend. Tilting back, I want him so badly that I don’t think I can wait.

Rad still takes his time to leisurely kiss my spine before his tip finds my entrance. I slide back again, this time being rewarded and filled. “Always in a hurry, faster, harder,” he says, reminding me of my usual demands.

“I thought you were hungry.”

“Oh baby, be careful what you wish for.” He slams into me.

By the time I’m lying on the bed again, boneless with no energy and a smirk on my face, I say, “Sometimes wishes do come true.”

~ Five Days Later ~

“Tealey?”

I come out of my daydream only to be greeted by an empty room, except for Cammie waiting at the door. Turning around, I discover everyone else has already left the bridal shower.

“How long has it been?” I jump up and grab my purse.

“Long enough for the others to leave.”

Her arm wraps with mine, and she asks, “Was it that boring?”

“No.” Yes. “The party was perfect.” I just can’t believe I’m living a fairy tale. Every minute away from Rad has me happily reliving every detail. “Do you love the gifts?”

“I do. I never thought I’d be excited over tumblers, but here I am, unwrapping each present, hoping to complete the set.”

I’m not usually one for spoilers, but now I need to know. “Did you get them all?”

She holds up two fingers. “Missing two.”

“I’ll buy them for you.”

She smiles. “Don’t worry about it. Ten should be enough. When will I ever have ten people at my house anyway?”

“Well,” I start, thinking about how to say this. “Marlow and her date. Jackson and his. Me and—”

“Your date,” she says, then bites the inside of her cheek so hard I worry she’s going to draw blood. “Well, you get what I mean. So? Have you been seeing anyone lately?”

“Oh. Um, you know. . .” I stop just inside the restaurant and toe the floor. I can see Marlow outside, and I don’t want her to hear this conversation with Cammie. “I’m sticking close to home these days.”

When I turn back, she’s smiling like a Cheshire cat. “You called Rad’s place home.”

“Temporary home. Honest mistake.” I try my best to shrug her off.

Her smile faltering, she sighs. “Well, as long as home is fulfilling, then things are all good.”

I don’t even understand what she’s getting at. I wish I could tell her everything from how wonderful Rad is to me, kind and attentive when we’re living like any other couple in the evenings, and then sweet to intense in the bedroom. I usually share everything with her, so it’s hard to keep this a secret. Rad and I agreed not to tell them, so I need to stick with the plan.

She says, “Then if you have kids—”

“Me and Rad?” I jab my finger into my chest.

“No. Me and Cade. We might need twelve goblets for when we have kids.”

My shoulders sag in relief. “I swear you said you, as in me.”

Laughing as though I’m not in on the joke, she says, “I mean the general you. You ready? That question is aimed at you, though.”

“Yeah, definitely ready.”

We push out the door and find Marlow standing there. “There you are, Teals. Want to share a cab?” When I hesitate, she adds, “I’m paying.”

“I’m happy to share then.” I’m about to hug Cammie when I notice the corners of her mouth turned down. Reactionary crier here. Tears spring to my eyes. “Oh, Cam.” I hug her, not sure why I’m feeling emotional all of a sudden. “Why are we crying?”

“I’m scared to enter a new phase in life. Am I losing my best friends?”

Marlow grins at her, sympathy resonating in her eyes. She wraps one arm around Cammie and one around me. “No,” she says, “you’re gaining a husband and a soul mate. We’ll always be there when you need us.”