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“I know you have an important meeting to get to. But you haven’t actually told me,” I said. “Are we moving to L.A. or what?”
“And get city soft? What would Josh say?”
I laughed. “He’d be appalled.”
“Linda would be outraged if I stole you from her. And Cézanne’s having a baby. You know you want to be there for that.”
I drew my brows together and looked up at him, all curious. “Wait. So we’re not moving?”
“Babe, that list was for Smith. Not me. He’s thinking about making some changes and wanted to talk it through.”
“Oh. Shit.” My eyes were wide as can be. “I got all worked up and came here for nothing.”
“Not for nothing. I happen to like having you with me. I like it even more when you travel all this way to tell me you love me for the first time. That’s pretty fucking important as far as I’m concerned.”
I cuddled him tighter, just because I could. My life was awesome like that. “Smith’s thinking of moving to Wildwood and joining the trivia team. I did not see either of these things coming.”
“Yeah. I guess so.” He smiled. “I have no interest in moving back here anytime soon. You can have a big-ass mansion in the hills here if you like. But I’m happy with where we are. In fact, I’m planning on recording the album at the house. It’ll involve a lot of people coming and going and guests staying for a while. But it means we can both be exactly where we want to be.”
“I love this idea, Garrett. This is excellent news.”
“Good.”
“Wow.” I sighed. “We’re staying in Wildwood.”
The light in his eyes and smile on his face were so pure and true and uncomplicated. “Yes, we are. It’s our home, right?”
“Right. Now I need to go and let you get back to business.”
“No, babe. Crash here for the day. We can head back tonight, if you like,” he said. “Or I could take you out for a few drinks at Soho House. We could even catch Stage Dive at the Hollywood Bowl.”
I thought it over. “That does sound fun.”
“Or we could do it another time.” He smiled. “When you haven’t spent the night in a car traveling the country.”
“Home does sound awfully good.”
“Home it is.”
“But first . . .”
I reached up and pressed my lips against his. The man immediately took the hint and kissed me back. His hands in my hair and his breath mingling with mine. It was all good.
Given how he’d been so understanding about my latest freak-out, I was feeling particularly amorous. Also with the way he loved Wildwood like me. And the way his side of the bed had been empty last night. My chest was packed full of warm, fuzzy feelings in general. Like my heart had grown a size or two. This had to be what feeling supported by and safe with your partner was like. Can’t say I’d ever had it before. Friends and family were great. But this was special too.
I happy-sighed. “How much time do we have before you have to go?”
“Not long, unfortunately,” he said. “But we can be quick.”
“Oh, you want to . . .”
“Yes.”
I slid my hands down his stomach and lowered the zipper on his jeans all the way. He broke the kiss and watched me with heated eyes. Such delicious smooth skin against my palms as I inched his jeans down over his hips. Just far enough to free his cock. Such a splendid organ. Seriously.
I smiled and got to my knees.
“Fuck,” he muttered.
I wet my lips and got busy. He wasn’t fully hard yet. I could fit most of him inside my mouth. At least at first. With tongue and teeth, I teased him. One hand massaging his balls while the other took charge of his burgeoning hard-on. As he got harder and thicker, I pulled back, focusing on the crown. And all the while he watched me without blinking. Like he didn’t want to miss a thing.
The scent of him filled my head and the taste of salty pre-cum hit my tongue. I gave his hard length a firm stroke. Tracing the ridge around the head of his cock, digging the tip of my tongue into the sensitive indent underneath. His breathing started coming faster and the muscles in his stomach and thighs tensed. Getting to be this close and do these things to him. To have him however I liked. How great was that?
“That’s enough,” he said, taking a step back.
“No, it’s not.”
“Let me show you something. First thought I had when I walked into this room, and it was all about you.” With his hands beneath my arms, he lifted me to my feet and directed me to a long nearby table. Then he pulled a couple of chairs out and ushered me forward. His hand gently pressing against my back, urging me to bend over. “Look at the wall, babe.”
