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“Yeah, but you love me anyway.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Ironically, Fox spent the entire week at my house. Both he and Woody had brought their cars over for Blake to look at. Even Hal came over for a few hours as they all looked over both cars. All four men stayed in the garage until the wee hours of the morning and Fox would come up and crawl into bed with me. The first night, he was downstairs working and I hoped he would stay over instead of going home. He woke me with light kisses as he ran a hand along the curve of my waist. I knew the exact moment he realized that I was naked under the covers by his sharp intake of breath. He turned me on my back and immediately pulled one of my nipples into his mouth.
“God, all I could think about was coming up here and doing this to you.” He licked and pinched each tight point between his teeth as I gasped. His fingers found their way to my wet center and he pushed his fingers inside. “I’ll never get enough of you,” he said as he brought his mouth to mine and kissed me slowly while he pumped his fingers in and out of me, building my wetness.
I pulled his shirt over his head, needing the skin-to-skin contact. He smelled faintly of burned rubber, the ocean, and Fox, and it was fast becoming my favorite combination. My mouth found the place on his neck that I knew drove him crazy and I used my teeth to nip and pull with just the right amount of pressure to cause him to groan. I loved the way he reacted to me and it turned me on even more to know that he liked what I was doing to him. As soon as he slid down his pants, I was grabbing his erection to guide him into me. We weren’t using condoms anymore, I was on the shot and we trusted each other. As soon as he was inside of me I wrapped my legs around his waist and moved my hips in time with his. I moaned his name with every thrust and ran my hands up and down his back.
“Drew. Ah, Drew. I love you.”
“Love you too, baby. So much.” He groaned, pumping faster into me. “Gonna come. Want you there with me.”
“I’m so close,” I breathed, and he picked up his pace, pumping faster into me.
“Get there. Ah, fuck. Can’t hold it.” His eyes locked on mine and grew unfocused as his orgasm took over, the sight alone set me off and my inner walls instantly clamped down as I came with him. Every time with him was intense, and now that he was mine I loved that I would have so many more moments like this with him.
Fox shifted off me and pulled me close. “This bed is small.” He grumbled as he tried to get comfortable.
“And noisy.” I laughed because I was well aware of the squeaking noises we were making the entire time but forgot to care. I also knew most likely the conversation was headed in the direction of me living with him, but he surprised me instead.
“If I’m going to be sleeping over then I’m going to have to get you a new bed.”
“Really?” I asked and we both knew that I wasn’t talking about the bed.
“Yeah, I want to do this right and that includes you deciding when you want to move in with me. It doesn’t matter how long that takes. You’re mine now and I’ve got nothing but time.”
“And you’re mine,” I confirmed as I kissed him and snuggled into his side as we both fought over the limited amount of comforter.
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With Saturday getting closer, the men seemed to be bonding over cars while Tayia was starting to act strange. I knew that she was a bit of a neat freak but suddenly she was spending an exorbitant amount of time cleaning the house. She was constantly scrubbing the kitchen floors and counters. She spent hours doing loads and loads of laundry. She even washed my clothes, which I thought was weird but decided not to complain. I also realized that her extreme cleaning habit was a coping mechanism. She’d divulged a juicy secret to me the night of Hal’s party.
I’d discovered Tayia in the bathroom throwing up in one of the stalls. It turns out the she and Jonna were drinking just as Annette suspected. After I helped her get cleaned up, Tayia begged me not to tell Blake and to take her home. Fox drove us back to her house and I had to assist her up the stairs to her bed, as I was helping her undress she was mumbling random things.
“Fox.,” she slurred. “Are you in love with him?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Love is good. He’s cute, too.” She crawled under the covers and turned her half-lidded eyes on me. “Harley, have you ever had a secret? One that you’ve never told anyone?”
“Well, yeah,” I answered hoping she didn’t ask me to share.
“Secrets. Secrets. I have a secret. Wanna hear it?” She clumsily clapped her hands.
“Tayia, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I answered feeling uncomfortable allowing her to tell me because I knew she would regret it later.
“No, it’s a really good one. You’ll love it! I’m just dying to tell someone. Anyone.”
“Well, okay. If you feel that strongly about it.”
She sat up and looked around conspiratorially. “Come here.” She crooked a finger at me and whispered. “Blake is my step brother and I’ve been in love with him since I was twelve.” She flopped back on the bed and began laughing. “Is that a fucked-up secret or what? Who does that? Who falls in love with their brother?” But just as quickly as her laughter started, it ended. “I love him, but I can’t be with him.” Her voice broke as a tear ran down her cheek. “I can never be with him,” she whispered just as her eyes drifted closed.
Holy shit!
I found out the next morning that Tayia wasn’t one of those people who got drunk and forgot the things that they did or said. She remembered every bit of it and avoided me the entire day. I wanted to tell her that I would never share her secret, but she wouldn’t even let me get near her, so I left her alone. I would be lying if I said that her actions didn’t scare me a little. Blake was either oblivious to the change in Tayia or was used to it because he didn’t behave any differently. I, on the other hand, could not stop thinking about what she’d said and whether Blake had any clue how she felt. Then I started to wonder if he felt the same way. I wanted to say something to Fox, but I knew that it wasn’t my secret to share. Damn, it was killing me to keep my mouth shut and not scrutinize every interaction between the two of them.
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