Page 24 of The Unexpected


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I see three boxes on the floor and move toward them, sinking to my knees as Amelia begins to shake the sheets out. Her bedroom is decorated in whites and olive greens with a pale pinky color adding some warmth. It’s a large room, with a balcony that overlooks the city and the color scheme carries out to the large potted plants and ferns she has dotted around.

I unpack the first box quickly and set her books in the small bookshelf she keeps just for those books she loves. Amelia only buys the books she wants to read more than once in paperback and some of these are worn and frayed from frequent reading. I move on to the second box and open it as she gets her head in the comforter cover and wrestles with it.

My eyes widen and I make a strangled sound in my throat. My girl has sex toys and not just one or two, she has a box full of them. A bullet vibrator, a clitoral stimulator, a G-spot toy, as well as several huge dildos. My dick is instantly hard as I peer into the secret world of my friend’s sex life. I pick up the pink rabbit and turn it in my hand. We have these at the club and they are pretty popular.

“Beck.” Amelia makes a cross between a yelp and a squeal and dives toward me, throwing her body across the box as if she can stop me from seeing them.

I raise my hand in the air as she lands face down over my lap. I grunt as she wriggles on my hard cock.

“Jesus, Amelia, keep fucking still.”

She freezes as she realizes what she is doing, her eyes downcast and a blush turning her neck crimson.

“Hey.” I grip her chin and turn her head to me so I can look at her and I almost moan at the desire and confusion in her eyes, but I know I need to get us back on track. “Sex toys are part of a healthy sex life. Don’t be embarrassed with me, Tink. Iama doctor.”

She pushes off me and reaches for the dildo in my hand, and I let it go as she shoves it back into the box and pushes it away from us. She’s sitting back on her knees now and the blush is still as red as ever, the skin on her neck blotchy from it and I know she hates that.

“I know that, but it doesn’t mean I wanted you to see them. God, this is so embarrassing.”

I stand and chuckle as I offer her my hand and she takes it, letting me pull her to her feet.

“I’m sorry.”

She lets her head drop to my chest and I fight the urge to wrap my arms around her, keeping her hand in mine at our sides. My dick is showing no signs of getting the memo that sex isn’t on the table so I angle my lower body away from her.

“Not your fault. I should have been more careful.”

I hate that she sounds so mortified and want to put the passion and zest back in her voice. “I know what will cheer you up.”

She lifts her head. “I’m not in the mood for The Notebook, right now.”

My lips twitch in a smile and I love that even now, with her embarrassment clear on her face, she can make a joke.

“No, not that. How about I take you to Joe’s Diner for dinner? It’s late and we need to eat and this stuff isn’t going anywhere. I can always come back tomorrow and help you do the rest.”

She cocks her head to the side but I can see her excitement already. Joe’s is one of our favorite places to eat and we haven’t been since she got back from London. Another thing I failed on.

“Yes, but you’re buying and you need to help me fix this bedding first.”

“Deal.”

We tackle the demon comforter cover together and finally get it in place and head out.

As we pass the reception desk I wonder if we’ll see Xander and don’t know if it’s something I want to happen or not. I decide not. I want this time alone with Amelia without her thoughts or mine on him.

We walk into Joe’s and it’s exactly like it was the last time we came. In a world where everything is changing, it’s good to have this stability. Even the faded menus are the same, not that either of us needs one.

I wave to Marisol as we walk in and she gives us a huge smile.

“Well, if it ain’t my two favorite people in the world.”

Marisol is older than dirt, but she moves like a spring chicken and never seems to lose her cool or her smile. I’ve seen her handle the most obnoxious customer with a few words and a smile.

“I bet you say that to everyone.”

“Just the handsome ones.” She turns to Amelia and grins as she puts her hands on her ample hips. “Well, you’re a sight for sore eyes.”

“It’s good to see you, Mari.”

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