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“Don’t tense up, let it happen if it’s going to happen. Don’t force it, don’t chase it,” I ordered her gruffly.
Her face full of wonder, she trained her luminous brown eyes on mine.
I felt the first spasm and her thighs shook.
Dip, circle, tap. Dip, circle, tap.
Dip, she clenched around my finger, her hands grasped my shirt, circle, tap, tap, tap.
Her neck arched back, her body quaked, and she soaked my hand.
Dip, circle, tap, tap, tap, until the last tremor passed, and I covered her sex gently with the palm of my hand.
Then the tears came. Overtired and strung too tight.
“Shh, baby.” I stroked through her folds. “You’re okay. Everything is okay.”
I kissed her forehead.
Taking a deep breath, she cuddled into my chest. When her breathing evened out completely, I withdrew my hand from her pants, hugged her tightly, and pulled her gently to her feet.
I led her, stumbling with fatigue, to the door. “Lock up, Ruby-mine, and go to bed.”
“You want to wash your hands before you go?” She mumbled.
I grinned at her wickedly. “I may never wash this hand again.”
She huffed out a laugh and I dropped a kiss on her soft mouth. “Go to bed. Sleep now that you’re relaxed. I’ll see you around lunchtime after I pick up George from the airport.”
“Text me when you get home,” she mumbled and locked the door.
As I pulled out of the driveway, I could still see her hand pressed against the glass of the door.
Ruby
Vander: We’re on our way.
Ruby: Okay.
I sat staring at the phone, and was still staring at it, when Jace came in from outside.
“I love being off school when no one else is. The whole world is quiet.” He paused. We did, after all, live in the city. “Well, quieter.”
I smiled and informed him. “They’re on their way, agapimeno mou.”
“Can you believe I have a brother? I mean, Alex is just as good as a brother, but George is actually my brother.” He laughed. “He’s my brother from another mother.”
I cringed, and Jace caught it. “Oh, man. That was dumb. I’m sorry, Momma.”
Forcing out a laugh, I said, “Let’s just agree that you won’t ever say that again, okay?”
“Yeah, Momma. Sorry.” He hung his head.
I pulled him in close. “You understand why it’s hard for me? I’ve loved Vander since first year university, I never stopped. He moved on because he thought I didn’t love him. It hurts that I allowed my illness to steal him away from me.”
“Is George a bad thing for you?”
“God, no! George is Vander’s, and yours, so I already love him and want every good thing for him. And I’m happy that you have a brother. Both things can be true. I can wish nothing ever separated Vander and me, and I can be happy that you have a brother. Okay?”
