The Rebel (Red's Tavern 2)

It was real. I wanted my life to be Liam’s, and vice versa. It didn’t feel scary. It felt like home.

I heard the back door swing open and I quickly clicked away from the website, heading back over toward Liam.

I found him completely naked inside by the back door, a pile of his sweaty gardening clothes on the floor beside him.

“Well, that’s something I could look at forever,” I said, letting my eyes roam up and down his body.

“I want you to,” he said, walking past me and making sure to bump the side of my body with his own. I grinned, turning to smack his ass as he started down the hallway.

“You know I mean that, right?” I said, following him to the bathroom where he was turning on the shower.

“I hope you do.”

I had already showered once that morning, but I didn’t care. I started stripping off my clothes as Liam hopped in, and in a moment I was right there behind him, wrapping my arms around him as the water pounded down onto both of us.

“You think we could be together forever, huh?” Liam asked, nuzzling back against my shoulder.

“I don’t think there’s a future where we aren’t,” I said.

He turned around in my arms, facing me. I could see the love in his eyes, but more importantly I could feel it, right there, with no filter between us.

“Well, I don’t think there’s a future where I’m not making you come hard tonight,” Liam said. “Twice.”

I hummed deeply, stroking my fingertips down his sides. “You’re a fucking dream.”

“You are,” he said. “And I love you.”

I chuckled, pulling his body close to mine. “Well, giddy up.”

The End