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His lips pressed to mine in a kiss and I curled my hand around his neck to make sure he couldn’t end this kiss too fast. I needed every drop of Donovan I could get before he left. The thing I loved about him was that even when he had other urgent matters to take care of, he still made me feel like the only place he wanted to be was with me, and this morning was no different. He sank into me and his lips blessed mine with a kiss that reached deep inside, unfurling more desire through me.
I moaned into his mouth and my shoulders slumped as I finally let his mouth go. As he straightened, I stood next to him and slid my arms around his waist. “I miss you already,” I whispered, gazing up into his eyes.
He scrubbed a hand over his face and a heavy sigh escaped his lips. “This construction job was one I thought we needed, but I re-evaluate that decision just about every damn day lately. It seems to be nothing but fucking headaches; headaches that drag me away from you far too much for my liking.”
“How long until the job is finished?”
“Too long . . . this one will last years, but hopefully we’ll be able to iron out the kinks soon.” His eyes flashed heat as he added, “And then I can get back to more important things.”
I placed a hand on his chest. “Okay, you should go now, before I refuse to let you leave.”
His lips twitched in that Donovan way of an almost smile. Taking a step away from me, he murmured, “Probably a good idea.”
I smiled and watched as he palmed his keys and swept his appreciative gaze over my body one last time before turning to leave. “I’ll see you and your mouth tonight,” I called out as I let my eyes drop to his ass.
He reached the stairs and stopped to look back at me before leaving. “Seven, sweetheart. Be ready.” His voice was thick with desire and his eyes burnt with more heat, and I grabbed hold of the table to steady myself.
Will this man ever fail to turn me on?
I nodded as I continued to grip the table hard, and then he was gone.
As I dropped into the chair to try and gather myself together again, I wondered what growing old with Donovan would be like.
Would he always fuck me as hard as he did now?
Would his eyes always hold as much de
sire as they did now?
Would his mouth always seek my pussy like it did now?
These were all things I knew I’d find out because the one thing I was sure of these days was that he and I would grow old together.
Donovan was the one for me and I was the one for him.
* * *
Five hours later, Madison and Velvet arrived at the bar to collect the alcohol for the party, and I knew straight away something was off with Velvet. We’d spent enough time together now for me to be able to read her moods.
Frowning at her, I asked, “Should I be concerned?”
She hopped onto a bar stool and rested her elbows on the counter, dropping her chin into her hands. Her lips pressed together tight as she looked at me with a look that told me how disappointed she was with something. “I want kids and I don’t think Nash does.”
Madison pulled up the stool next to Velvet’s and with a concerned look, asked, “Did you guys talk about it?”
Velvet nodded, dejection written all over her face. “Yeah, three days ago.” She sighed, long and hard. “He didn’t say no but he did tell me he’d think about it and get back to me, and he hasn’t spoken to me about it since.”
I reached my hand out to lay it gently on her forearm. “I’m sorry, babe.”
“Yeah, me too.” Her voice held no hope and I hated that for her.
“Is he avoiding you completely or just not talking about babies?” Madison asked, and I could see her mind ticking over. She was always trying to help those she cared about and I’d grown to really like that about her.
Velvet turned her gaze to Madison. “We haven’t had sex since and he’s hardly spoken to me; I’d say that’s Nash’s way of avoiding me because I think we all know that sex is high on Nash’s daily agenda. He just looks at me with sad eyes, and I hate it. It’s bad enough being upset over this myself, but to see Nash look so sad kills me. I should never have said anything to him about it.” Her shoulders slumped and my heart went out to her. I’d watched Nash and Velvet and they really were perfect for each other; I’d hate to see this break them apart.
“I don’t agree,” Madison said. “You needed to open up this conversation with him, and while I can see how hard this is on you, it will be worth it once he comes back to the conversation and you guys work through it together. Nash hates confronting his feelings. I mean, look how long it took him to confront Aaron’s death…he needs you to push him.”
“But what if he just chooses to walk away instead? What if he chooses to avoid this completely?” Velvet’s voice dropped low, scared.
