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“Tell me.”
“Fuck,” she groans, her fingers tightening against my back. “Oh god, yes…fuck…”
The rest of her words are cut off as I feel her tighten around me, her body clenching my dick so tight as she comes that I can’t help letting go, exploding inside her.
My arms bracket her head, as I rest my forehead against hers, both of us breathing hard, our chests and hearts resting together as we both come down from the high. I fucking love waking up to this woman every morning.
“God, I love you,” I whisper, brushing my lips against hers.
She smiles against my mouth, kissing me. “Love you too,” she sighs.
I roll to the side, taking her with me, my arms wrapped around her. “You slept better last night,” I say, brushing the hair back from her face. It’s not like she’s been sleeping badly since we found out it was Declan, but I’ve definitely sensed an unease in her each night. I’ve spent a lot of this past week awake too, watching her sleep and holding her close, trying to convince her she is safe now.
“I did,” she says, smiling. “You too.”
“I always sleep well with you, baby,” I say, grinning.
Zoey lets out a laugh, pinching my ass as she says, “Softie.”
“Hmm, not always,” I growl, pulling her closer as I press my hips against hers, my dick still semi-hard.
Zoey giggles, her face buried against my neck as she presses even closer. “I know, but we also need to get up and go to work.”
“Fuck work,” I exhale.
“Fuck work? Seriously?” she asks.
“Yes,” I reply. “What’s the point of being the boss if we can’t decide to skip work and stay in bed all day?”
Zoey lets out a mock gasp as she pulls back a little, her eyes meeting mine as her hand cups my cheek. “Ethan Morrison, are you suggesting we both call in sick to work? Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?”
“Mmmm,” I growl, leaning in to nuzzle her neck. “Yourboyfriend,” I say, emphasizing the word that does not even come close to describing what we are to each other. “Is the fucking boss and if the boss wants to stay in bed all day and fuck his beautifulgirlfriend,then he will.”
“Oh, I have no doubt,” she says, letting out a breathless laugh. “But we also have that meeting with the developer today, remember? And Brandon is on his honeymoon.”
“Ugh, fuck,” I groan, hugging her against me. “Why are you so fucking amazing?”
“Hmmm, I don’t know,” she whispers, her mouth against my ear. “Why don’t you join me in the shower and find out?”
I pull into my spot in the parking garage under the lodge, glancing over at Zoey in the passenger seat. She’s dressed in this amazing black dress that hugs all her curves, her long blonde hair loose and hanging over her shoulder.
“You good?” I ask, switching off the ignition.
“Are you?” she asks, laughing.
“What do you mean?”
Zoey lifts her wrist, looking at her watch, before she looks up at me. “I don’t know, but I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Mr. Morrison, owner of Badger Creek, show up for work so late, that’s all.”
With a grin, I reach over, grasping her chin as I pull her closer. “That’s because up until a few months ago, the owner of Badger Creek didn’t have the incredibly sexy Zoey Holden in his bed,” I whisper. “Now get out of the car before I drive us back home and make good on us staying in bed all day.”
“Yes, boss,” she giggles against my mouth before she opens the door and slips out.
I meet her at the back of the car, taking her hand in mine as I lift it to my lips to press a kiss to her knuckles. Even though Declan has been caught and we both know Zoey is safe now, we still haven’t been super obvious about our relationship.
When we first got together, I wanted the world to know she was mine, wanted to shout it from the rooftops. And even though I still want to do that, I’m also a little more cautious about everything now. I would and will do everything I can to protect Zoey and the last thing I want is to expose her to more shit so some other asshole thinks they can come after her. I already feel guilty enough that it was someone I knew who did this to her in the first place. And that he did it because of something I did too.
“So are we still keeping this on the downlow?” she asks, squeezing my hand in hers.
