“Dylan,” she whispers, “is in the next room and the doors are open.”
Rolling my eyes, I point out, “I can assure you that Dylan is no virgin. I can’t even begin to count the number of girls he’s brought back here.”
Her eyes widen in surprise. “Are you trying to tell me my cousin is a manwhore?”
“Shout it louder, babe. I’m not sure they heard you down the block.”
“Don’t believe everything out of his drugged mouth,” Dylan drawls, a frown on his face.
“I don’t think he’s lying, Dylan.” Paige looks toward her cousin. “I guess Rachel and I missed a lot of what our cousin gets up to.” She narrows her gaze. “Jaxon?”
Dylan smirks, straightening in the doorway. Paige turns her gaze to me but all I can do is grin like an idiot even though my head is pounding. “Ask him,” I suggest. “He isn’t here to defend himself.”
“Dylan is here but he isn’t defending himself.”
“He can’t if it’s true, now can he?” I roll to my side, groaning. “I need painkillers and sleep.”
“I’ll get the meds.” Dylan turns and leaves us alone.
I catch hold of Paige’s wrist. “Please lie down with me. I promise to keep my hands from your deliciously round bottom.”
“Hmm.” Paige runs into the bathroom and a few minutes later comes out wearing her sleep shorts and vest top. “I’ve already set the alarm to wake me every hour.” She sighs. “We can stay in bed tomorrow, right?”
Spooning around her, I mumble, “I love your suggestion.” I let my hand stray and capture a nice round, plump breast. “I didn’t say anything about your tits, babe.”
“I might have to punch you,” Dylan grumbles, delivering the meds along with a glass of water. “I’m leaving two for during the night as well.” He places everything down on the night table. “I really don’t want to come in here again.” He closes the door as he slips out.
“I thought it would be more awkward having my cousins here while I’m living with you, but it isn’t. It’s a bit weird, but I want to be with you, so I’m ignoring it rather than letting it bother me.” Turning in my arms, Paige wraps hers around me, caressing one side of my face. “I love you, Seth. I’m not sure I can survive without you.” Her fingers brush over my lips.
“You’ll never have to find out.” I nibble on the tip of her fingers before kissing her palm. “I love you too, Paige.” I smile softly. “It feels good being able to tell you how I feel, knowing you won’t throw it back in my face.”
She cups my face. “I’d never do that. Never Seth.” Her face nuzzles into my neck while I hold her close. “I’ll see you in an hour, babe,” I whisper, allowing sleep to claim me.
64
Paige
Uncle Sebastian and Aunt Carla are still as in love as I’m sure they were when they’d first met. It always fills my heart with warmth when I see them together, the same as it does when I’m around the rest of my family. Dylan of course finds it embarrassing that his parents can’t keep their hands off of each other.
I smirk when I notice Dylan wince and he gives me a death glare, which of course makes my smile wider. “So, Dylan,” I grin, “any new girlfriends lately?”
Aunt Carla laughs, patting my hand. “Stop teasing him, tell me how you’re doing now that you’re back in Boston.” She glances at Seth, which is who she really wants to talk about, but it too polite to just come out and say so.
Uncle Sebastian doesn’t have a problem. “I want to know about Seth, and where Paige is sleeping in a three-bedroom apartment, with all the bedrooms already in use?” Uncle Sebastian glares at Seth.
Aunt Carla takes his hand and reaches up, kissing him on the cheek. “Don’t be embarrassing.”
His face softens when he looks at his wife. “I’m only looking out for her.”
She smiles and takes the focus away from Uncle Sebastian’s comment. “Paige dear, how are you doing?”
Sighing in relief, I slip my hand into Seth’s under the table. “I’m doing well, and I’m discovering my love for Boston all over again.” I smile at Seth. “Seth, Dylan, and Jaxon make sure I eat well, and Seth makes sure I take my meds at the right time, and that I get eno
ugh sleep.” I look between my Aunt and Uncle. “I really am doing well here with Seth.”
“She’s my everything.” Seth’s smile reaches his eyes before facing my Aunt and Uncle. “She really is doing well.” He kisses my hand.
“I’m so glad.” Aunt Carla smiles at Seth. “Now that Madison is married, I’m wanting all my babies settled.” She pointedly looks at her son who squirms in his seat.