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“We’re good together,” I told her. “And you’re here every night, anyway.” And I wanted her off that couch. And here.Everynight. And in my house after it was rebuilt, which should be in just a few more months.
“I—” She bit her lip. “What are you saying exactly, honey?”
“Baby.” I smothered a laugh. “I want you to move into my apartment with me.”
The surprise didn’t fade. “I—” A breath. “Really?”
Now I couldn’t smother the laugh. “Really, baby.”
She didn’t join me in that, just asked, “What if you get tired of me?”
Christ.
“Baby,” I began.
“Or what if you need your space?”
“Baby.”
“Or what if you want to, I don’t know,” she whispered, “have the guys over or jerk off or get drunk or—”
I rolled us, pinned her lower body with mine, and cupped her cheek, getting those pretty blue eyes focused on mine. “If I want the guys over, I’ll invite them—though I’ll tell you, I see their dumb faces five or six times a week, so it’s unlikely I’ll want to see them even more often.” She bit her lip again. “And if theydocome over, you can hang with us or go meet up with Dessie or, if you want to be here by yourself, the boys and I can go somewhere else.” I dropped my forehead to hers, freed that lip. “And baby, I like a beer, but I’m not big on getting drunk. Not anymore, anyway. But if I’m in a mood to get blitzed, I’m gonna do it with you. Because”—I nipped her reddened bottom lip—“if the sex is this good when we’re sober, then imagine what it’ll be like when we’re drunk.”
Her exhale was shaky.
“Also, my Rosie baby, I think I’ve made it clear that I’d much rather have your hand on my cock than my own.”
“Joel,” she whispered.
“AndI don’t want space. I wantmoretime. I want every spare second of the day you’ll give me.”
A long, long silence.
“Oh.” A beat. “Really?”
I laughed again. “Yeah, baby.Really.”
Silence. For long enough that I felt nerves begin to prickle along my spine.
Maybe she wasn’t ready for this yet.
Maybe I was pushing too fast, and this was too big of a step.
“I—” Her arm collapsed, and she dropped against my chest, burrowing her face into me, holding me close and tight. “Joel.”
The tension slid away, and I wrapped my arms around her, held her just as tightly back. “Is that a yes, baby?”
Silence.
But not long for the nerves to creep back in this time.
Mostly because her head popped up, and she met my stare. “It’s a yes.” She bit her lip again, released it. “I mean, it’s a yes and I’m freaking out a bit and I’m still not a hundred percent sure that you really want this, but…it’s an excited, wholeheartedyes,” she whispered. Then her eyes sparkled. “Mostly because we’re already doing it.”
I brushed back her curls. “Yes, baby, we are.” I grinned. “Wondered when you’d realize that.”
A breath, her nose wrinkling. “Yeah, yeah. Take advantage of the workaholic who doesn’t recognize the machinations of her man.”
“You like when I take advantage of you.”
