Tempt the Hookup (Tempt 3)

“Okay.” I keep listening.

“We spend the night on the couch, touching and kissing,” he continues, “and then we go to bed with each other.”

“That doesn’t sound like being your girlfriend. That sounds like being married,” I joke with him, and he laughs.

“I don’t think married people text each other during the day, nor do they make out on the couch.” He leans in and kisses me.

“Does being your girlfriend mean we have sex with each other?” I wink at him, and he just smiles.

“It means that we have all the sex in the world,” he says, laughing. “I mean, if Aiden will let us.”

“I want to be your girlfriend but can we table sleeping over until we get Aiden comfortable with us being together?”

“How about we compromise?” he asks me, and I tilt my head. “I sleep here but leave in the morning and then come back.”

“I can work with that. But what about when Aiden is at your house?” I ask him.

“Then you do the walk of shame,” he jokes with me. “We really need to get a door in the backyard,” he says, and then I stop smiling and look down. “What is it?”

“What if it doesn’t work out?” I ask, trying to swallow, but the lump in my throat is suddenly huge.

“Baby,” he says softly. “Do you think we went seven years without each other to finally finding each other for us not to work out?” he asks, and I shrug. “It’s you, Eli,” he says. “It’s always been you. Even when you didn’t even know.”

I take my hand and cup his cheek. “It’s always been you. In every dream, every wish it has been you,” I tell him and kiss him, and he gets up with me, wrapping my legs around his waist. He walks up the stairs, and for the rest of the night, we get lost in our kisses.

Chapter Seventeen

Luca

“Did you eat?” I ask Aiden when he opens the door. I look behind him and see Eliahn coming down the stairs. I left her bed an hour ago after some heavy petting, leaving my cock throbbing. I went home, took a shower, and then rushed back over, thinking I would have coffee and breakfast with them.

“No, Mom is taking sooooo long,” he says dramatically, walking away from the door and going to the kitchen.

“Morning,” I say softly to her as she stands on the step, making her the same height as me.

“Morning,” she says softly, and then my hand goes to her waist, and she puts her head forward, kissing my lips. “I’ll make breakfast.”

“I’ll make coffee,” I tell her, and we walk to the kitchen, holding hands. I shrug off my suit jacket and put it over the couch.

“What do you want for breakfast?” Eliahn walks to the fridge and opens it. “Scrambled eggs or pancakes?”

“Pancakes and Froot Loops,” he says, and I walk to the coffee maker to start it and look at him.

“You can have only one,” I tell him.

“But I’m starving,” he says, looking at me, and I’m about to cave and just give him what he wants, but I think Eliahn knows he’s playing me. She hands him a container of cut-up fruit. “Ugh, fine,” he grumbles and opens it, grabbing the grapes.

“Well done,” I tell her as I hand her the coffee, and she starts cooking the pancakes, and I tilt my head to the side.

“Thank you.” She kisses me, and we both look over at Aiden, but he is too busy watching some YouTube video.

Breakfast goes by in a flash, and I clean up quickly when Eli goes up to get dressed, and then they both come down. “Grab your bag and kiss Mom goodbye,” I tell Aiden, and he grabs his bag and then goes to Eli, who bends down and kisses his lips.

“Have a good day, my love,” she says and then stands, and I move to her and kiss her on the lips.

“You kissed Mommy,” Aiden says, and we both look at him, waiting to see if he says anything else, but he just shrugs and then walks out.

“Well, we can cross kissing in front of our son off the girlfriend boyfriend list,” I tell her, and she just laughs. “I’ll call you later.”

“Have a good day, dear.” She winks at me, and I walk out of the house and get Aiden in the car.

“Are you ready for school?” I ask him, and he just nods his head.

“I’m going to sign you up for soccer and hockey today,” I tell him, and his eyes go big. “Would you like that?” He nods his head, and I kiss his neck and then make my way over to his school. I park in the drop-off zone and see the monitor coming over.

“Morning, Luca,” she says, and I raise my hand to wave at her. “You have to keep the line going,” she says, and I just nod.