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?d already been hard, but hearing that, I had to close my eyes to fight the sudden throbbing making my entire body quake. “Shaw…”
“I just want to be ready for…whatever.” She touched her lips to where her fingers touched my face. Slow, soft brushes of her mouth on my chin, my jaw, and then my neck.
Someone clearing their throat behind me had her stiffening, and we both lifted our heads to find the waitress standing there with our food. She gave us a knowing grin and placed our plates in front of us before asking if we needed anything else.
Once she was gone, I adjusted myself in my jeans so I didn’t do permanent damage to my cock and picked up my fork and knife to cut into my steak. Shaw took a bite of her food and then rested her head on my shoulder as she chewed.
With a gasp, she jerked her head up. “We didn’t get sheets or pillows or anything else for the bed.”
Unable to stop myself, I kissed her hard before taking a bite of my steak. “You take care of that, Dimples. Whatever you want. Whatever colors. I don’t care.”
“But what about your pillows?” she asked with a pout.
“I trust your judgment.”
A sly gleam filled her eyes. “What if I buy everything in pink and purple?”
“I’m sure Emerson will enjoy that when Mia brings her to visit.”
“You won’t get mad?” She lifted a skeptical brow.
“I told you. Whatever you want. I won’t get mad.” I leaned in to run my tongue over the shell of her ear. “Especially if you’re going to be sleeping beside me next weekend.”
Chapter 23
Shaw
Using my key, I unlocked Jagger’s apartment and then picked up the box of decorations I’d placed on the floor to open the door. Beside me, Violet made a noise as she rearranged her own box of supplies in her hands.
“Next time, we bring one of the guys so they can carry all the heavy stuff,” she complained as she blew a few strands of her hair out of her already sweaty face. “I feel like Jags only went to his meeting so he didn’t have to use his muscles.”
Laughing, I entered the apartment and dropped the box beside the couch. She dumped her own, the heavy thing landing with a loud thud before she kicked it and then pulled her hair into a tight ponytail. The party wasn’t until tomorrow night, but I was bored—and yeah, missing him—so I’d talked Violet into packing enough clothes for the entire weekend and picked her up.
I hadn’t told Jagger we were going to be decorating for the party, or that we were spending the night, since he was so busy. I told Mom where we would be if she needed me, and she only told me to have fun. She hadn’t even blinked when I’d told her the week before that I was going to be spending the night at Jagger’s place after his party.
For some reason, I got the feeling she and Dad were on board with the two of us being together, and it made me wonder if my lingering fear over being with Jagger was warranted. If my parents thought it was okay, maybe I didn’t have anything to worry about after all.
For the next hour, Violet and I put up decorations then ordered some dinner. The fridge wasn’t stocked with anything but water and diet soda, so I made a grocery delivery order as well and then plopped down on the couch in the living room with my bestie. Violet was already showered and changed into pajamas even though it was barely seven. She grumbled about the lack of something to watch on television, so we switched to Netflix instead.
When the doorbell rang, announcing our food had arrived, I jumped up to get it. The delivery guy stood there with our Mexican food, but his eyes were on something else. He had a startled look on his face, and his mouth was gaping open.
Frowning, I stuck my head out the door to see what was going on. A woman dressed in workout gear was standing in the hall outside one of the other apartments. The door was open, and she had one foot inside. Her dark hair was pulled into a chic ponytail, and her face was slightly flushed as if she’d been warming up already.
I put her in her midtwenties, with a body to die for considering how her yoga pants molded to her ass and thighs. She had on a sports bra that crisscrossed on the back but did a hell of a job of holding her tits in place should she actually start running. She had a sun-kissed tan, and when she turned to look in our direction, I noticed she had the fullest lips I’d ever seen.
“Hi,” she greeted as she closed her apartment door and walked toward me. “You must be the new neighbor.” She glanced at the delivery guy, who was still holding my bag of food, then to me.
I took the food from him. “Thanks,” I told him, and he finally snapped out of his daze. Blinking, the guy swallowed half a dozen times, shot the woman a leering look, then headed for the elevator. Rolling my eyes at his retreating back, I offered her my hand. “I’m Shaw.”
“Kayla,” she supplied, shaking my hand. “My girlfriend and I have only lived here about a year. But it’s a cool enough place. Sorry we haven’t been over to introduce ourselves before now, but other than a few service people, we haven’t seen anyone else coming and going.”
“This is actually my friend Jagger’s place,” I told her. “And he doesn’t officially move in until tomorrow. We’re throwing a little party tomorrow night. Feel free to come over and introduce yourself.”
“Saturday is date night, but we might stop by and say hello.” She glanced at my bag of food and grinned. “I’ll let you get to your dinner. Nice to meet you, Shaw.”
“You too, Kayla.”
“Who was that?” Violet asked as she followed me into the kitchen.
