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My heart swelled. “Thank you. I appreciate that.” I loved that our friends were settling down, having kids, getting married, and finding the happiness they deserved. “Well let me know when you need help. We have to set up your bachelorette party.”
“I was talking to Luna and she suggested we do a double one,” Gigi explained.
“Oh that would be fun!” I exclaimed, pulling a red skirt off a hanger. It was formfitting and fell just below the knees. With a black tank top tucked into it and cute flats, it would be comfy and perfect.
“So tell me,” Gigi paused. “Can I ask why you’re nervous to go out with Jaron?”
I shrugged even though she couldn’t see me. “It’s…complicated.” I pulled off the towel, slipped into my black lace bra and thong before putting on the tank top and skirt. I was tucking the top into the skirt when the door to my room opened.
“Well, listen. Jaron loves you,” Gigi went on. “Whether either of you care to admit it or not. You’re perfect for each other even though I’m sure you drive each other nuts at times.”
Jaron leaned against the door frame; his arms crossed under his chest. He raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes sliding over every inch of me.
“I know he does.” I took Gigi off speaker and placed the phone to my ear. “I have to go.”
“Okay, have fun!” she sang.
I laughed, hung up, and stepped in front of the full-length mirror. “I can put on something fancier,” I said, meeting Jaron’s gaze in the reflection of the mirror.
He came up behind me and cupped my shoulders. Running his hands down my arms until he reached my hands, he let out a low purr. “This skirt does wonderful things for your ass.”
I grinned. “Yeah?”
“Oh yeah.” He leaned back, checking out my rear. “It’s a good thing you’ll be sitting most of the night because I wouldn’t be able to control myself otherwise.”
“Have you ever been able to control yourself, Jaron?” I turned back and forth, the end of the skirt swaying with my movements.
“Fucking hell.” He groaned, dropping his hands in front of his waist. “You look so fucking good.”
“Really? Well…you look pretty good yourself.” And he did. He was wearing black jeans with a black long-sleeved shirt rolled up to his elbows. The veins in his forearms, popped every time he moved.
He gave me a cocky grin. “Let’s go before I bend you over the nearest hard surface and show you exactly how good I think you look. I need to feed my girl.”
“Well…” I stepped up to him, placing my hand on his chest and letting it graze down to his waist. “I’m not overly hungry yet.”
He smirked, leaning down to my ear. “Tell me what you want.”
I shivered. “Everything.”
In a quick move, he gripped my hips and pushed me up against the mirror before he did what he did best and used me to make both of us feel good.
Jaron kissed the side of my neck, holding me tight as I fell apart in his arms. His name left my lips on a sob. He felt so damn good that I couldn’t get enough. Never enough. The orgasm had been so hard, spots danced in my vision. My muscles rippled over my bones.
“I love you, Piper,” he whispered in my ear. “Let yourself go for me.”
And I did. At that point in time, I felt our souls connect in a way I never knew was possible.
“That’s my girl.” His words slid over me and right into my heart.
His girl.
It had been something I longed to hear for years. Ever since I was a teenager. Maybe even before. I wished, God, did I ever wish, that we would have been together right from the start, but life had a different plan for us. But now, we were one. We were together and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“We can stay in,” Jaron said, helping me smooth down my skirt. “We can order food.”
I looked at him then. “Is that what you want?”
He shrugged, searching my face.
