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I close my eyes and fold my arms across my chest. “Oh, babe. I so do. Tonight, yeah? I’m going to eat you so good.”
Whit huffs, and I smirk.
I spend the next two hours in traffic thinking of how I want to make Whit come. When people say guys think about sex all the time, it’s true. It’s all I think about, really. By the time we arrive at my aunt and uncle's house, I stare despondently at my hard cock, and Whit rolls his eyes.
“You have deep-seated issues that need to be resolved,” Whit says.
“My issue is you being so sexy,” I pout, and he brushes a hand over my hard length, which isn’t helping matters.
“Better get it under control,” Whit says and presses a kiss to my cheek. “Here they come.”
I look out the windshield and see my aunt walking quickly toward us, followed by Sem, Luke, Anne, and Liam.
“Motherfuck,” I mutter and place my jacket over my crotch.
Whit smiles widely at me before sliding out of the car and is enveloped by my aunt’s small frame. He leans down and presses his cheek to the top of her head, and my heart melts a little
Because I know how much my aunt’s acceptance of him means and how much he enjoys the weekly phone calls he gets from her. She’s good at that, making sad boys feel loved. I know. Been there.
Sem, Luke, and Liam line up to slap Whit on the back, and then Anne pulls Whit in for a crushing hug.
And for a moment, while I watch, I wonder if he was ever hugged as a boy. If those cold parents of his ever showed him an ounce of affection. Well, if they didn’t, fuck them. I’ll give him enough hugs to last him the rest of his life.
“Was traffic bad?” my aunt asks, and I nod, pulling her into me and lifting her off the ground.
“Put me down,” she squeals, and when I do, I move toward Anne, pulling her into me in the same manner and she let’s me twirl her around. She’s tiny, kind of like Magnus. Her messy bun head bops me in the face as I set her down.
“Glad you made it this time,” I tell her, and she smiles widely at me.
“Glad I did too. Your fiancé is a hottie, by the way. I’d love to paint you both. As a wedding present.”
I sling an arm over her shoulder. “Sounds like fun.”
She winks at me, and I call over to Whit, “Hey, babe. Anne’s going to paint us. Nude. For a wedding present.”
Whit flushes crimson, and I beam at how he shifts uncomfortably in front of my aunt.
“Don’t want to think of you two naked together. Seeing that once was enough,” Luke chimes in as I wrap my arms around Whit and rest my chin on his shoulder.
“Alright, Whit. Let’s get started on those pies, then you boys can head out for some wheelin’,” my aunt says, and Whit glances back at me.
“I’m not letting you drive me around in that truck,” he tells me. All stern and sexy.
I smack a kiss on his lips and shake my head. “Nah, babe. You’re going to drive me.”
He sputters, and I smack his ass. “Better get in and make those pies. We’ve got shit to do.”
He glowers at me but follows my aunt inside, and I watch him go, my eyes always on him. I can’t tear them away.
“Well, you two look happy,” Anne says, poking me in the side.
“We better be. We’re getting married,” I say.
Yeah, I’ve rolled with it. I know it’s all a misunderstanding. Whit and I haven’t discussed this being more than casual, but for right now, he’s my fiancé, and we’re getting married.
Not going to lie. I’ve dreamt of it too. Whit waiting for me at the end of an aisle, his dark eyes watching me as I approach. Him sliding a ring on my finger.
Sue me. I’m a sap when it comes to romance, apparently. Who knew?
