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“Well, she’ll be back in a few days for her spring break. We’ll be able to spend a whole week with her then,” he reassures me.
“We?”
“Well . . . yeah. I presumed she would be staying with us again. That’s what y’all talked about, right?”
“Yeah, I was hoping so. We didn’t make definitive plans because she didn’t know if she would be staying with Selene and Gunnar.” I fiddle with the edge of my nightgown. “Also, I didn’t know how you felt after our weekend with her here.”
Alvie lets out a rotund laugh. “What would leave you with the impression that I didn’t think the weekend went well? We all got along and we had a great time.”
I free myself from his hold and make my way into the bedroom, crawling in and picking up my knitting.
“Yeah, but my brain makes me doubt sometimes. And I’m never quite sure where you stand with things.”
“Then ask,” he says, following me to the bed.
I hesitate before my desire to know takes over. “How are you feeling? About her, me, us, all of this?”
Alvie shrugs as he climbs under the quilt. “I think you and Naomi have a really special connection which I would like to see grow between the two of you.” He pauses. “Naomi and I are developing a friendship that I would like to see through as well. I don’t have romantic feelings toward her, and I don’t know if I ever will, but I enjoy her company.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.
“Yeah.” I tilt my head to the side. “You’re not one to be pushed into things. So, I’m not going to try. But thank you for being honest with me.”
He grabs hold of my thigh under the covers and squeezes. “Anytime, birdie.”
Leaning over, he gives me a kiss on the lips.
I’ve missed this. In the swirl of feelings I’ve had brewing about Naomi, I’ve been distracted from my connection with Alvie.
His tongue runs over my bottom lip as we kiss, and I open for him. He takes the moment and plunges in, things quickly turning heated as he crowds me in on the bed. He crawls over and his body hovers over my own as he devours me. His hands slide up and down my arms and up into my hair, where he grips tightly.
I melt into the pillows as he kisses and caresses me, sinking into the blissful feeling that my husband stirs in me. My body heats, and I feel the need building in my body, but just then he pulls back.
“I just want you to be happy, Bex,” he says softly, giving me a light kiss on the forehead.
“I’d be much happier if you fucked me to sleep tonight.” I harumph, my body still humming with need.
“Good things come to those who wait,” Alvie teases with a smug look on his face.
I pout as he settles into bed and turns to grab his book off the bedside table.
When I finally notice that Alvie has already passed out, I put away my knitting supplies and reach over to put his book back on the nightstand before snuggling into the crook of his arms.
My mind wanders back to Naomi, worrying about how she’s doing. There’s something niggling at me that says something isn’t quite right, but I push the thoughts to the side, instead focusing on my breathing until I fall asleep.
I don’t know how much time has passed, a few hours at least with how dark it is outside, when chimes wake me from my slumber. I’m pressed up against Alvie's warm body, and it finally registers that the sound is our phones blowing up with notifications, despite the Do Not Disturb function.
"Fuck. Make it stop." Alvie groans from beside me.
Pulling myself from his warmth, I drag my phone over to me and find twelve new messages from Naomi in our group chat. Each one is longer than the next, with increasing panic shown in the frequency with which they appear on my screen.
I bolt upright in bed at the sight of Naomi's clear panic.
"Bex?" Alvie says wearily.
I don't even bother responding or even reading the messages in their entirety before pressing call on the video chat button.
