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In the morning,I hear the murmur of Nolan’s voice. He’s not in bed, and when I make it out to the living room of his suite, I find him wearing a pair of low-slung black sweats, completely shirtless, his hair sticking up on end. Instinctively, I lick my lips.
Fuck, he’s really aged well. And the constant soreness between my legs is proof not every man needs a little blue pill to get off.
He runs his hand through his hair several times, messing it up even more before finally scratching at his beard and nodding. He carries the phone in one hand, while holding the handset up to his ear.
“Yeah,” he mumbles. “Yeah, I know. Okay. We’ll figure something out. I’m sure I’ll talk to Ford at some point today.”
He turns and glances up at me, his lips tip up into a sweet smile before it morphs into a scowl.
“I told you I’d fucking handle it. I’ve been in this business long enough to handle my shit, so just get off my back.”
Nolan slams the receiver down, ending the call abruptly before sinking down into the sofa.
“We’re not the only ones with problems,” he mutters.
“What’s wrong?” I move to sit beside him and take hold of his hand.
“Your friend and my asshole friend single-handedly fucked my movie.”
I scowl. “I’m sure Ivy has nothing to do with the weather.”
“I’m not talking about that. Ford just clocked Jacob Taylor and broke his nose.”
“He probably deserved it.”
“Doesn’t matter. He’s pissed, and now the studio executives are on my ass about firing Ford.”
“You can’t let that happen! Then Ivy will be out of a job!”
He holds up a hand. “Simmer down, Andi. Before we talk to your dad, we need to pay a little visit to our friends.”
“Right. My dad. How could I forget?” I sigh and close my eyes. “Could we postpone that conversation until like after we’re married, and I’ve had like five of your children?”
He chuckles. “We are not putting this off any longer. I have you, and I have no intention of letting you go now.” He slides his arm along the back of the sofa and cups my shoulder. “Five kids, huh?”
I roll my eyes. “I was exaggerating. I don’t want kids.”
“Good, because I don’t want to be a seventy-year-old dad.”
Nolan doesn’t seem in a rush to have a conversation with Ford or my father, though. So, we take our time cooking breakfast and then after we’ve feasted on bacon and eggs, we feast on each other a little more. In the shower, Nolan fucks me with his fingers, coaxing a powerful orgasm out of me.
There’s a self-satisfied grin on his face as I recover on the bench inside the shower while he towels off and gets dressed.
“You’re proud of yourself, aren’t you?”
He turns to face me as he brushes his teeth. “Of course I am. I’m not going into battle without fucking you as much as possible. Your orgasms are like a suit of armor. They make me feel invincible.”
“You really are corny sometimes,” I tell him.
“You bring out the best in me,” he says as he finishes brushing his teeth. “Now, get ready. We have business to take care of.”
