“Fuck, I know. I-I’m smart. I’m good in bed. I will love you unlike anyone else in this world, Rosebud, and what’s more, I will love Ellis.”
“I can’t leave my husband for you,” I said thickly. “Or my guys. I love them.”
His jaw quivered as tears gathered in his eyes.
“Please…” he whispered.
“I-I… maybe if things go OK, you could…”
“What?” He moved forward and took my hands in his. “What is it? Anything. I’ll do it.”
“Maybe if we try to work things out, you could join us,” I said, my voice soft.
His lips parted, and he stared at me for a moment before shaking his head.
“Join you? As in be in your new group?”
I nodded.
He visibly swallowed. “I fucking hate Anson.”
“We’re a package deal.”
“I hate Klaus.”
“You don’t know Klaus.”
“I know he stole you away from me,” he mumbled bitterly.
“He didn’t steal me. We weren’t together.”
He grunted.
“Will you stay? For a few weeks?” he asked after a few moments of silence. “Give me a few weeks.”
I sighed. “I’m not getting along with Enzo, and I feel like I’m intruding here. His son can’t even be home. That’s not fair.”
“Riot is fine. I promise he is. He and E are close. They’re likely hanging out, eating junk, and watching Ninja Turtles.”
“I can’t make a little boy stay in a hotel away from his home.”
“How about we do this for a bit more, then I talk to Enzo and E if things are going OK? Then maybe Riot will come back. How about that?”
I sighed. “Maybe.”
“So you’ll stay?” he asked, his eyes wide.
“Yes. I’ll stay a few more days.”
He threw his arms around me. “Fuck. Thank you. Thank you.”
I hugged him back, breathing in the way he smelled. God, I’d missed him.
“I-I want to join you,” he said softly as he held me. “But I need time, OK? I want you to make sure you want me. That I won’t cause issues.”
“Is that growth?” I asked.
“My dick isn’t hard,” he murmured.
