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FUCK.
My phone starts ringing and I answer on the first ring.
“UH HUH?!?” My voice is panicked to the point of shrill and his voice comes over the receiver even, calm, and feels like warm honey all over me.
“Baby,” he says softly, “please breathe. Everything is going to be fine.”
“What—when—who?”
“Unfortunately, it’s my fault how this happened. When you call J.R. for anything it’s always a goddamn production,” he groans.
“What do you mean?”
“I called him to see what he thought about me coming clean.”
“Based on what you’ve told me, I assume he didn’t agree with the idea?”
“You’re learning.” I can hear the chuckle, but it’s dark. “When and if I do, he needs to be there so this conversation is inevitable. It escalated into him and my mother coming over.” I open the refrigerator wondering what I have time to prepare and if I need to go to the store.
“And Drew?” I ask, wondering where he fits into these dinner plans.
“Drew? I don’t—”
“Lauren mentioned that they had plans but that he canceled for dinner with your parents… maybe I’m mistaken.” I backtrack not wanting to draw his attention to the fact that they probably had plans without him.Like I thought.
“News to me. But sounds about right.” He snorts, and I twist my mouth to prevent the tears that are building. He is just as nervous about this as I am, and here I am panicking that my in-laws won’t like me—whenWillfeels like they didn’t even likehim.
“We’ll get through this together, baby.”
ICOME HOME TO Awhirlwind moving around the kitchen and the smell of marinara in the air. My mouth waters both from the smell and the vision of Charlotte’s ass in a tight pair of spandex leggings bending over the oven.
I move behind her as she stands up. My hand grips her ass hard before sliding around her waist and cupping her sex. I can feel the heat radiating through the material just from that one touch and it taps into the possessive caveman in me as I think about the power I have to turn her on.
“Are you barefoot in my kitchen, Miss Pierce?” My fingers stroking the space between her legs. Her leggings are so tight I can almost make out that tiny swollen bundle that was no doubt slightly peeking out between the lips of her sex.
“Will,” she whines, “can you not?” She turns in my arms, presenting her lips to me, and I happily lean down to capture her lips. I’m desperate to feel her tongue moving against mine when she pulls away. “I don’t have time for that.”
“We have plenty of time. Why are you even cooking? You don’t have to make anything for them. I don’t think they are planning to stay for dinner.”
“You invited your parents over at dinner time! Of course, I am expected to make something,” she shrieks. “They already hate me. At least let me feed them.” I don’t tell her my mother has been off carbs since 1997 and there is a zero percent chance she’d have even a bite of the lasagna that she’d just slid into the oven. I run a hand through my hair as I can already hear the comments my mother will undoubtedly make.
“Thank you, baby, it’s very sweet. But… it’s going to be late, my parents eat at like…five.” I want to prepare her for my mother not touching her food.My father, on the other hand, will be thrilled. I don’t think there’s been red sauce anywhere near the white carpets of my parents’ house in years. My mother rarely even allows red wine in the house.
“Well,” she furrows her brows, “at least they’ll know I’m feeding you.” She shrugs before she heads out of the kitchen. I grab her by her waist as she attempts to pass me and pull her towards me, wrapping my arms around her.
“Everything is going to be okay.”
“Will it though?” she asks. “Your parents aren’t exactly my biggest fans.” I can see the tears forming in her eyes, and I pull her closer, brushing my lips across hers gently.
“Don’t cry.” My heart lurches in my chest as I watch one lone tear slide down her cheek. I reach my hand out to wipe her face.
“I just wish we could have talked about this more extensively first, without them.”
“Baby, heismy lawyer, and I just don’t want this hanging over my head anymore. It’s constantly on my mind and I’m losing sleep over it. I just want us to move on.”
“I understand that, and I get you want to know where you stand legally but I’m…” she trails off and sighs. “I just thought we’d be making decisions together about our future, that’s all,” she says before she disappears from the kitchen.
I follow behind her after a few minutes and lean against the doorframe as I watch her shed her clothes to prepare for a shower. My eyes follow her around the room lustfully before I press off the frame and pull her naked body into my arms. I pick her up and her arms and legs immediately go around me, clinging to me like a life raft and my body automatically reacts to her soft, womanly curves pressed up against me. “We are making these decisions together, baby.” I rest my forehead against hers. “It’s just you and me, okay? We’ll hear what he thinks and decide together what’s best.”
