Always (Bold As Love 4)

In the kitchen, Jake sits beside me and rests one of his hands on my upper thigh. Most of the conversation is between he and Drake. Jake talks a little bit about the camps and then tells him about the city, where he'll be going to school, and a little about the league Drake will be playing with.

“What are you going to do about your school?” I ask him.

“I'm going to take this semester off, at least, and then take online classes to finish.”

“Will you play a couple of races with me?” Drake asks.

“Sure. You just have to help me bring my bags inside.”

“Oh, I didn't know what to do with our things from Charlotte, so that's why it's all in the living room,” I tell Jake.

“That's fine.”

Jak

e and Drake leave me at the table to bring Jake's things inside. I close the pizza box as I hear them run upstairs minutes later to play a video game. If I go upstairs, I'm not coming back down until tomorrow. It's too annoying to go up and down the staircase to make more than two trips a day. There's not really anything for me to do down here and I need a shower, so I make my way upstairs and into Jake's room.

Ever since I made those realizations and packed up those lingeries, I decided I may need a robe in case I decided to dress for Jake. That way, I could cover myself up if I needed to do so. I ordered just a plain white plush robe and it came in yesterday. While Drake was gone, I brought the red piece upstairs. During my shower, I keep thinking how utterly ridiculous I will look wearing that sexy lingerie and a big cast over my leg. Maybe I'll just see how it looks before I decide if I'm going to wear it or not.

After my shower, I dry off and slip it on. Ugh! I look just a ridiculous as I thought I would.

“Sweetness?”

“Don't come in!” I yell as the door starts to open, but it's too late. He's already inside. “Jake,” I whine.

“What? Why didn't you want me to come in? You're dressed and looking beautiful, by the way.”

“I look silly, that's why. It doesn't look appealing when I've got this thing on my leg.”

“Sweetness, you look fine. Delectable, even.”

“Thank you,” I smile.

“I just came to check on you. I didn't know where you ran off to while we were playing and Drake wants to watch a movie with us.”

“Okay, just give me five minutes.”

Jake disappears and closes the door behind me. I can hear him and then Drake moving around on the other side, talking idly as they find something on TV to watch. I slip on my robe and tie it tightly. I don't need Drake to sneak a peek at what's underneath, which is close to nothing. I brush my teeth and run a hairbrush through my hair before I enter the bedroom. Drake is sitting upright where I usually lay and Jake is in the middle. I make my way over and sit beside Jake on his side.

I lean into Jake and see that they've decided to watch Shrek. We clasp our hands together and rest them on Jake's stomach. With his other arm wrapped around me, he grazes his fingers up and down my back. Oh, how I've missed him. When Jake's hand leaves my back and begins to play with my hair, it's so tempting to fall asleep. I left my hair wet because I know how he likes running his fingers through it better when it's wet. I've always thought it was backwards, but that's what he likes.

During the entire movie, I keep wishing for it to be over. Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with both of my boys, but I really want to spend time with just Jake. Okay, okay. I'm horny too, but I still want to spend time with my love. When it's finally over, Jake walks with Drake to his room to tuck him in for bed. Drake can boast about being a man, but he still loves to have Jake make sure he's secure in his bed. I scoot to the middle of the bed and get under the covers.

Jake enters and his eyes look ablaze. He stalks across the room quickly after he locks the door. Standing beside the bed, he strips down until he's completely naked. He jumps onto the bed and lays beside me, a smile taking root. He hurriedly gets under the covers with me and pulls me to him.

“Why are you still wearing this thing?” he asks as he pulls the string of my robe, untying the knot.

“Maybe I wanted you to take it off,” I say quietly.

Jake pushes each side of the robe off my body and then instructs me to get my arms out of the sleeves. With his head propped up in one hand, he trails his fingertips from my shoulder down to my wrist, moving to my hips and down my knees and back up.

“I missed you, Sweetness,” he says as he drops his head to kiss my shoulder.

“I missed you too, love.”

That kiss in combination with the slow journey his fingers are making tells me that tonight, we are going to make deliberate, unhurried love.

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