“I think he will be,” I say. I don’t think he’s there yet, but I really do believe he’s going to try. I turn my attention back to her and smile, narrowing my eyes. She narrows hers back at me.
“What?” she asks suspiciously.
“You love me?” I tease.
She rolls her eyes, her cheeks tinged pink. “You said it first,” she retorts, poking her tongue out. I laugh and bend her backwards, kissing her.
“There are still two other people who might have an issue with us being a permanent thing,” Anna points out.
“You mean Victoria Greenway and Marsha Parks?” I quip, naming two of the housewives who had been vying for my affections for the last three weeks. Well, it may not exactly have been my affections they were after unless I hide my affections in my pants…
Anna laughs and hits my arm, narrowing her eyes playfully.
“No, you idiot. Your kids.”
“Right.” I nod. They knew we were seeing each other, but being serious about someone was a different story. The last person I was serious about had been their mother. “I’ll talk to them tonight.” I pause for a second and smile at her. “Would you like to join me?”
She looks surprised but then smiles. “Yes. I’d love that.”
“Good,” I grin. I lower the robe to reveal her left breast. She giggles as my mouth finds its way to her nipple. I suck on it until it’s as stiff as my dick, which is starting to find its way out of my boxer shorts.
“Should we, uh, go back into the bedroom before you scar your kids for life?” she teases, glancing down at my erection.
“Good point, but please never ever speak of those two things in the same sentence again,” I mutter. I scoop her into my arms and carry her back into my room, where I lay her down on the bed.
I climb up and under the covers, motioning for her to snuggle in my lap. She does, gently grinding herself against my erection. I sigh and kiss her neck before turning her around, so she’s facing me.
“How are you?” I ask her.
“I’m okay.” She smiles at me and nods like it’s obvious I don’t believe her. “Really. It’ll take me a little bit to get over what happened, but I keep telling myself that it could’ve been much worse.”
“I’m so glad it wasn’t,” I murmur, kissing her lips.
“Me too,” she says.
We lay there, she in my arms, and just enjoy being with each other without having to hide who we are, or what we mean to each other. I smile and kiss her cheek, realizing that she’s fallen back to sleep.
I could get used to waking up like this.
Well, except the part where her dad nearly banged down my door. That part I could go without. But the rest of it? No fucking way. I don’t think I could go back to how things were.
Not now that I’ve had a taste of how good they can be.EpilogueEleven months laterAnna“Are you nervous?” I ask him. Nick smiles down at me as we walk in.
“More than you know,” he mutters.
I don’t have a chance to decrypt his comment before the doors fling open, and we’re walking into the lobby of the theatre. I look around, stunned by how perfectly his vision has come together. My heart swells with pride at just being able to be a part of this.
“So many people are here,” I mumble, feeling a little overwhelmed.
Compared to Nick, my involvement was minimal, but this is my first real project since graduating. I’m so nervous to see what kind of reception it’s going to get. I glance around at the clusters of people, whispering, pointing, and I feel sick. Nick chuckles and leans over to give me a kiss.
“Welcome to my life. The worst few moments in the world are those while you wait to see how a project has been received.”
He smiles at a passing couple, while I roll my eyes. He keeps saying this was a joint effort, but I know what my abilities are and they certainly didn’t extend to this. They will one day, but for now, I’m happy learning from someone who I know can teach me so much.
Two men dressed in expensive suits walk over to us. They talk to Nick as though they know him. I listen in on the conversation and catch that they’re from New York. From the way they're speaking, I think he studied with them in college.
“You should come up. We’ve got some massive projects coming up,” one of the men says. He glances around. “If this is the kind of thing you're capable of, then you’re wasted in a place like this is.”
Nick's grip on my waist tightens. They glance at me as if noticing me for the first time.