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"I think you might be right," I agreed, leaning back, tucking my head into his neck.
"Can't have that," he decided, moving across my chest, then slipping downward. Over my stomach, my hips, then between my thighs. "What about here?"
"I... I... it's good to double-check," I said, feeling the rumble of him as he dropped the bar of soap as his finger started to circle my clit.
His cock hardened against me as his fingers slipped inside me, thrusting lazily for a long moment before turning, stroking against my top wall.
"Niro, please," I whimpered, grinding back against him.
A rumble moved through him as his fingers left me, as he reached to slide himself between my thighs, then surged inside.
"Fuck," he hissed, his forehead pressing into the back of my head.
My hips moved in slow circles even as he started to thrust into me, his hand slipping between my thighs again to work my clit as his other arm anchored across my belly.
"Niro..." I whimpered, feeling my walls tighten, feeling that nearly painful apex.
"Come," he demanded, thrusting harder, faster, as his finger pressed against my clit.
"Shh," Niro hushed, hand slapping over my mouth as the orgasm crashed through my system. "Fuck," he hissed, pulling out, and I could feel the warmth of his release on my back as he cursed out my name, his forehead slamming onto my shoulder. "Fuck," he said again, taking a deep breath. "We need to be more careful about that," he decided as I turned, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips.
"Probably a good idea," I agreed, wrapping my arms around him. "I want to be a mom, but I think I need like three more dogs first. At least."
"I can get behind that plan," he said, giving my ass a little slap. "Now stop fucking around and get ready for work, would you?" he teased, scooting me to the cold end of the shower as he got under the spray.
I wanted every single morning to start exactly that way, I decided as I dried off and got dressed.
We crept through the common area, taking out Nugget, making a quick breakfast. And it was all so familiar, yet so new at the same time.
Because it was still Niro. My Niro. The Niro I had done basic, everyday things with. Like walking Nugget. Like making food. Like sneaking around so my parents or his parents didn't wake up.
But it was also different.
Not just because our hands sought out reasons to touch each other. Or because he kissed me until I forgot what day it was and what I was supposed to be doing before I got into the car with Pagan and Finn, the latter of whom was asleep in my backseat using one of my sweatshirts as a pillow. There was just a new dynamic that was exciting and maybe even a little scary.
"His brother convinced him to hit up Chaz's last night," Pagan explained when I looked over my shoulder at Finn.
There were times when I was a kid that I wondered what it would be like to have a sibling. But when I looked at the way Fallon and Finn fought and competed with each other, I was always reminded to be grateful for not having that be a part of my life.
So with one half-inebriated and exhausted bodyguard and another with a penchant for violence like his son, I went to work.
Like it was any other normal day.
Because it was.
Until, of course, it wasn't.
"So, someone got a new puppy!" I said, smiling down at the chart.
Who didn't love puppies?
All the firsts, watching them explore this big, new world, the sweet little kisses.
I was starting to get a little puppy fever now that I had a steady place and friends and family to help out if I had a long shift.
It had been a bit of a rough day with patients. I had some bloody wounds to prove it. So getting to end the day with a new puppy who would love all up on me because he had no reason to fear the vet yet was exactly what I needed right then.
"Hey lil' mama," a familiar voice said, making my head shoot up from the chart I was looking at, seeing A standing beside the stainless-steel scale table, his hand settled on the back of a blue-coated, pink-nosed pit puppy. "Lookin' better," he added, doing a quick once over of me as my heart surged up into my throat.
I tried to take a step back, only to see someone move from behind the door, sliding it closed, then leaning against it.
"Oh!" I said, surprise managing to block out the fear for a moment as recognition hit. Sure, I'd spent most of my time looking at his stomach, but I found you didn't really forget the face of the man you pulled a bullet out of. Especially when you'd done it under duress. "Are you okay?" I asked, knee-jerk. Sure, my expertise might have been toward critters, but I was pretty sure that it didn't matter what your specialty was, when you committed your life to healing the sick and wounded, your mind always went there first.
