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I laugh, my cheeks reddening because he has shown me how much he loves my body.
“Let’s get you in a hot bath and some wine to help you relax?”
“As long as you join me?”
“You couldn’t tear me away.”
He carries me inside like I’m a bride, not stopping until I’m sitting on the edge of the bed while he makes sure the bath is ready for us.
He cups my chin for a moment before going downstairs and comes back with wine and two glasses.
He leads me into the bathroom, and I just let him take me. My clothes are gently removed from me and he throws them on the counter. His hands run down my body, like he is making sure I’m whole.
My heart is whole because of him; he is healing parts of me that I never knew needed healing.
He strips out of his clothes and helps me in the tub. His back against the tub, with me between his legs.
I sigh and lean my head back against his chest. “You okay?” Kissing the side of my neck, I intertwine our fingers and bring it across my chest.
I nod. “Much better now, I’m glad we came here. Too much has gone on at the diner for me to feel safe enough to sleep there another night.”
He growls, tightening his arms around me. “You don’t ever have to go back there; I can take care of you. You can lie in bed, and I will feed you, by hand, daily.”
I laugh loudly at that; he would like that. Terror isn’t just any man; he is a man that is determined to take care of me and those he cares about.
But I want to take care of him too.
I want to make sure he has dinner on the table every evening, clean clothes each week, and make sure he knows how deserving of it all he is.
It’s old-fashioned and cliché, but I can’t help but want that life, for him and me. It’s a simple, happy life.
Where a home is a home, and that doesn’t change no matter what; a place to belong somewhere.
The hot water soothes my muscles. “Later on tonight, how do you feel about me grilling? I can invite the guys and their women.”
Nerves wrack me at the fear of them not liking me. I know how important they are to him.
“I would like that, but I would like to make some desserts and sides, please?” I plead, peeking back at him.
He smiles, kissing my cheek. “I can’t wait for you to meet them all; they’re going to love you.”
I sure hope so.
His mom was easy. I fell in love with her first. “I don’t want to let your mom down if I don’t go into work.”
I gnaw on my bottom lip hating the thought of ever disappointing her. Terror sighs. “Let me call her and ask.”
He reaches over and takes his phone. “Wait, I’m not sure you should ask her.”
I turn in the water to face him, loving that his tub is big enough that I can move around freely. He has it on speaker phone and no matter how nervous I am, my eyes can’t help but drift down his stomach, to his abs.
Fuck me.
I can’t believe that he is mine.
“Hey, how is she?” his mom answers, and I know now that my worrying was futile.
Terror runs a wet finger down my cheek. “She is amazing, but I don’t think she should come back to work for a while until everything dies down.”
