“You want it too?” I ask in awe, wondering if I've fallen and hit my head.
This is all too good to be true.
“Yes,” she says. “More than anything. But…”
“But?”
She tilts her head as if I’m asking an obvious question.
Ah, right.
Fuck.
Jamie.
And the fact that we’re betraying his trust every moment we spent together, without telling him what’s going on between us.
“We have to tell him,” I say voice tight.
She shakes her head.
“Lori…”
“I know you’re right. We have to. But can we just savor this for a little while? Please?” she pleads.
One half of me roars that I have to tell her no, tell her that we’ve got to give Jamie the truth before this spirals and we end up naked together, end up with my manhood pushed so firmly into her tight slit there’s no going back.
But then we’re kissing again. I’m not sure who leans in first.
“Maybe we should go back to my place,” I growl between greedy mouthfuls of her. “Watch a movie or something.”
She looks at me for a moment. She knows exactly what I’m saying, that we’re going to be doing a whole lot more than watching a movie.
And then she nods.
“Sure, a movie sounds great.”
I take her hand and lead her from the park, walking quickly as my mind fills with all the things we’re going to do when we’re back at my place. I try to remember my son, but Lorena doesn’t want to tell him yet.
Besides, I'm not sure I can wait.
Hell, I’m not even trying.
This is such a mess, but I can’t stop myself from grinning like a madman.
She wants me, the same way I want her.
My wildest dreams have come true.
Chapter Seventeen
Lorena
It’s difficult to keep our hands off each other during the drive back into the city. I place my hand on his leg, squeezing down, feeling like I’m floating with relief after what we shared at the park.
“Say it again,” I whisper.
“I own you.”
I giggle. “Again, Lukas.”
He grins at me, looking as high as I feel as if we’ve both gotten drunk on each other. “You belong to me. We’re going to be together…”
“Forever,” I say, fighting the urge to slide my hand up his leg.
It’s like his words have awakened a whole new side of me, as though I’m able to let all my doubts drift away as I remind myself, over and over, that he feels the same way I do.
“That’s why I reacted the way I did when you told me you were a virgin,” he says. “It made me realize how perfect you are for me. I meant it when I said I get jealous and possessive any time I think about you with another man, and now I never have to. When I take you, Lori, I’m going to claim you. I’m going to make you mine.”
“We shouldn’t do it before…”
I remove my hand before I go too far. My body is telling me to slide my touch higher and higher up his leg until I’ve reached his manhood and I can start stroking. I want to see how hard I can make him, how excited, if I can give him the same pleasure he gave me in the laundromat.
Lukas doesn’t need me to finish what I was going to say.
We shouldn’t have sex before we tell Jamie.
“You’re right,” he says. “That’s why we’re just going to watch a movie.”
“Lukas…”
“Then let’s tell him,” he says. “Right now. He needs to know. It was one thing when we were casual. But now… we can’t hide this from him.”
“You’re right. I know you are. But I just want to wait for a little while.”
He nods and turns back to the road.
“You think I’m being a coward.”
“No, Lori. It’s not that. I understand where you’re coming from. I don’t like the idea of telling him any more than you do. But it has to be done.”
“I know. But not today. Let’s just be together a little while longer.”
Lukas swallows. “That sounds like you think we’re going to have to stop being together.”
“I have no idea how Jamie is going to react, but I can’t imagine it’s going to be good. Finding out your dad and your best friend are together…” I trail off.
“You’re right. But he’s going to have to come to terms with it.”
“And if he doesn’t?”
“He has to,” Lukas says, tone firm. “There’s no other choice. I can’t let you go, not now that I know you feel the same. I can’t even think about letting you go.”
We change the subject for the rest of the drive, bantering about baby names. We agree on Charlotte for a girl, after his grandmother, and I jokingly say we should name our son Lukas.
“Lukas Junior. It has a nice ring to it, I think,” I say.
“I chose the girl’s name. I think you should pick the boy’s.”