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“I’ve asked Hannah, and she said she’s fine with it—she’s going to renew the lease on your apartment but gives us her blessing, and if you’d rather stay with her, I completely get that as well, because I know that’s only like five months away and—”

“Julian,” I said, cutting him off, “I would like nothing more than to move in with you.”

He tilted his eyes down to meet mine, and I could feel the tension leave his body.

“You will?”

“Of course! Why would you think I’d say no?”

Julian shrugged, and it was so unlike him, and his pout was so adorable, that I had to roll over and kiss him.

“I love you,” I said, “And I would love to live with you. Are you sure we need a place with three bedrooms though?”

It wasn’t a matter of money—I knew he had more than enough of that, but more a case of extravagance. He had told me how foolish he felt when he first bought the house on E 76th, and I wasn’t about to let him make a similar mistake. Julian blushed though, actuallyblushed, so I poked him in the chest, intrigued to find out more.

“Well, obviously, one room would be for Hannah whenever she wanted to stay—kind of like a guest room that’s designated for her at Christmas. The other one… well… I know we haven’t talked about it, but you know, if we ever… had kids… it could be their bedroom… or an office! It could totally be an office if you’d prefer that.”

I was gobsmacked. We hadn’t talked about kids. Mostly because I was a little worried that he had already had his time with children, and wouldn’t want any more. My fears of not being a good parent were there as well, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t willing to try. A scene played out in my mind of our child running the halls of our home at Christmas, with Hannah coming to stay with her husband (who looked like Mike to me right now). It was too much, and I could have cried.

A couple of tears did manage to slip by and rolled down my face. Alarmed, Julian sat up and took my face in his hands.

“Why are you crying? Darling, we don’t have to have children, not at all—I would like to, but not if it’s going to make you upset!”

“I’m not crying because of that, you goof, I’m crying because I’m so freakinghappy.”

I blubbered it out, and then he was smiling and laughing because of course, I wanted children, and of course, he did, and we’d live in our little house with our children, and they would love their big sister, and everything would be great.

I could see the whole future stretching in front of us again, and it was unbelievably bright.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Julian

Her eyes were happier than I’d ever seen them.

I dipped in for a kiss, leaning over her as she lay below me. I could see entire galaxies reflected in her eyes, thousands and thousands of brilliant lights that winked back at me and told me stories of lovers like us, that had overcome the odds and found peace in the end.

“I love you,” I murmured, peppering kisses on her neck.

“I love you too,” she returned.

We made out gently for a while until Evelyn began rolling her hips against mine.

“Here?” I asked.

“You hadn’t planned for this?”

I chuckled because if it were up to me, I wouldn’t spend a night without screwing her.

“Not exactly, but I’m not opposed to it,” I said.

I wasn’t allowed to speak again, apparently, because Evelyn was busy kissing me. She flipped us, so I was on the bottom and she was straddling my waist. Her hair fell in a curtain around us, and it was just us two at that moment. Even the stars couldn’t see the way she was looking at me, with so much adoration in her eyes. Gently, I ran my hand up her back, feeling the smooth skin along her spine. I felt the moles that I had long since learned decorated her skin, and they were like home to me. With her permission, I slid her shirt over her head. To my surprise and delight, she wasn’t wearing a bra her breasts were as wonderful as I had ever seen them, with her brown areolas perking up under the balmy breeze whispering past us. I flicked a thumb over one of them, and she shuddered, smiling down at me. I let her push her own hands up under my shirt, where she traced the lines of my abdominal muscles. Her hands felt freezing against my warm skin, and I relished in the goosebumps that her touch raised.

I shivered and tried to reach up for a kiss, but she deflected me and moved down. Her mouth nipped at my chin, and then the skin that bared when she lifted my shirt was nibbled at as well. I gasped at the sensation when she grazed her teeth over a nipple—thiswas what it felt like? When she bit lightly, I couldn’t help but moan, and I felt the muffled chuckle of the girl above me. She kept moving downward, trailing her fingers through the fine smattering of hair across my torso and landed at the button of the jeans I’d thrown on. An errant hand reached up to tweak a nipple before running back down to cup on the growing bulge in my pants. She then made eye contact with me, her eyes heavy with lust, and laved her tongue over my pants. It was filthy, the way she eyed me up, before pulling open the zipper. Evelyn pulled me out, and I could feel my length twitching from the hungry way she was looking at it.

When she wrapped her lips around me, I thought I was going to faint from the wave of pleasure that spiraled through my body. She had me fully hard in seconds, her tongue swirling my tip and her breath hot against me. She dipped her face low, swallowing as much of me as she could. She bobbed herself down, and back up, each time only stopping when the barrier of her throat prevented me from sliding all the way in. Her eyes met mine, and I watched the obscene way she made herself move, the way her eyes never left mine. Tentatively, I put a hand on the back of her head, and the fire I saw in her grew even brighter. I pushed her down, letting my hips buck up, and didn’t stop until she gagged.

Her gagging, the way her saliva dripped from her mouth, shouldn’t have been attractive, but it got me so worked up that I began to fuck her mouth in earnest, my movements becoming more and more rushed.

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