“Fuck, do you think he will? Are you okay?”
She shrugs. “I don’t feel anything for him anymore, Nate. I honestly don’t care what he does; he’ll be supervised at all times, so as long as he stays away from Emmy and me, that’s all that Icare about.” She blows out a breath. “I wanted to tell you because you’re my person and I’m okay when I’m with you.”
I kiss my girlfriend again, because I can.
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My dad nudges the side of my arm as we both watch Hayleigh and my mum move around the kitchen. Hayleigh seems at ease as she laughs freely while they mix the batter for Yorkshire Puddings.
“She’s been wanting to help Hayleigh for a long time now.”
I turn my head to look at my dad. “What do you mean?”
He chuckles. “Your mother knows when someone isn’t quite right with themselves. She can’t help herself; she has to help. She told me about that family trying to gethimout.”
Sighing, I shake my head. “I don’t understand how they can get him released, even for a day, after what he did. Do you think he’ll come after her?”
My dad shakes his head, his hand gently squeezing my arm. “Don’t worry, son, we’ll protect all of our women, but he’ll be supervised if he does get released. You just focus on making sure she knows she has us in her corner.”
My mum turns around to face us, pointing the spoon at both of us. “If you’ve finished gossiping amongst yourselves, there’s a bowl full of dishes that won’t wash themselves.”
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We’ve spent the afternoon with my family, and Hayleigh’s slotted right in with them as if she’s always been here. I’ve watched her face evolve from nervous to downright laughing her head off at the stories Ethan and Rafe are telling her about a younger me. Even Archie gave up half his trifle because she was eyeing it with puppy dog eyes.
She believes she no longer fits in anywhere, but she’s wrong; she fits with us perfectly. As if she were always meant to be here. I’ve always believed in destiny. I knew that being best friendswith Archie would change our lives. The night I snuck out to see him was a turning point, just like that night in Club Envy, when Hayleigh kissed me, that I wouldn’t ever want anyone else.
After spending the afternoon and most of the evening with my parents, we decide to head out, and I drive a quiet Hayleigh home, but when I park up, she turns in the seat to face me.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” Her voice is low, unsure.
I nod before getting out of the car and rushing to the other side to open her door. I help her out and walk into her house in silence. She locks the door behind us and leads me straight upstairs.
Once in her room, I grab her hand, pulling her toward me. I cup her face. “I want you to know that you mean so much to me, Hayleigh. More than anyone ever has, from the first moment I saw you, I felt it that one day you would be with me.”
Her smile is shy. “I remember thinking you were the biggest idiot when I first met you. For some reason, you always rubbed me the wrong way, but I’m glad I got to know the real you, Nate. I feel safe with you and happy.”
I plant a kiss on the side of her neck as a contented sigh leaves her lips. We undress each other slowly; somehow, this feels different from the rest of the time. This feels more intimate.
She guides me to the bed, and I lie down as she straddles me before bending slowly to kiss me, her hard nipples gently brushing across my skin. I get lost in her taste, the smell of her perfume, how soft she is.
I’m hard as stone and dying to be inside of her, but this is her show, and she can go at whatever pace she wants. She moves her lips to the side of my neck as a jolt of pleasure runs through me.
Now I know why women love that so much.
She moans in my ear when my hands grab onto her arse and squeeze tight. “Nate, I want to feel you.”
I squeeze harder, my hand moving around before finding out how dripping wet she is for me. I growl in her ear. “Is this for me, Hayleigh? Are you this wet all for me? Is this all mine?”
From behind, I push two fingers inside of her, she cries out and bites down on my shoulder. The sting of pain makes my dick harder.
I pump my fingers relentlessly while my other hand grips the back of her head. “I asked you a question, Shortcake, is this all mine?”
She tries to nod her head as she cries out. “Yes, oh g-god…yes…all, yours.”
Pulling her head slightly to one side, I murmur. “Then give me everything you have, let go and come for me.” I bury my fingers deeper and scissor them inside of her. She tightens around them before shaking as her orgasm rips free from her.
She whispers to me. “I want you inside of me, Nate, right now. I’m clean, I’m on the pill.”
