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“I don’t think that matters,” I said. I gave the bird a gentle stroke, though he was very content to be secure in Jeremiah’s arms. “Mr Percival.”
“You’re welcome.” Ellis stood up. “I’m gonna cook some pasta for dinner. Sound good? The power will likely cut in and out for a week while they fix shit, so we should make use of it.”
“Sounds perfect. I can help,” I said.
“Nah, I got it. It’ll just be veggies and shit.”
“Hold the shit in mine,” Jeremiah said. “I’m not a fan.”
My god, he’d made a joke to my brother.
I grinned at Ellis. “Yeah, me either. Feel free to make yours extra shitty though.”
Ellis gave me the finger. He walked to the glass door. “There’s an electrical storm on the horizon. Oh, and now we’ve got power, did you wanna check the camera you had on the balcony? See what kinda front-row footage you got of the cyclone.”
I snuggled into Jeremiah a little and he leaned into me, sliding one arm around me, and we both smiled at Mr Percival. “Nah,” I said, feeling very content where I was. “It can wait till tomorrow. This is about all I wanna do tonight. Stay right here.”
Jeremiah kissed my temple and, over the top of my head, watched the lightning over the ocean. “Yeah. This is all I want to do tonight too.”
I sidled in a bit closer, nudging my nose to his throat. “Well, I hope it’snot allyou wanna do tonight.”
He gave me a squeeze and chuckled, then whispered in my ear, “Notall.”
“Oh,” I said, like that struck a memory. “Did you check the app on your phone for the heart-rate strap?”
“No. I forgot all about it.”
“Hmm,” I hummed, kissing his Adam’s apple. “We should see what it says. Though we’ll need to establish some control groups, purely for scientific purposes. If you know what I mean.”
He gave me a squeeze. “I believe I do know what you mean, yes.”
I whispered in his ear. “Resting heart rate, heart rate when you fuck me. Heart rate when I fuck you.”
He swallowed hard. “Hm. Yes, those control groups would suffice, I do concur.”
God, he made me laugh.
Then we sat there for a little bit longer. Jeremiah chewed his bottom lip, and when he started to tap his foot, it got the better of me. “Maybe we could check the app, just real quick, and see what records we need to beat.”
“I’m certain each reading isn’t a personal best to beat every time. That’s not why I bought it.”
“Hm, personal bests. I like the sound of that.”
He smirked. “Well, I think the sprint across the yard to collect those two girls, sprinting back, and almost getting hit by lightning will be hard to beat. My heart was beating out of my chest.”
I met his gaze. “Is that a challenge, Doctor? Because I do like a challenge.”
He glanced back toward the kitchen to see if Ellis was listening. He wasn’t, so Jeremiah looked back to me. “Well, a little competition could be fun.”
“I’m going to make a chart,” I proclaimed loudly. I didn’t care if Ellis heard. “With gold stars and everything.”
Jeremiah’s eyes went wide. “Oh god, please don’t.”
“Yeah,” Ellis chimed in as he stirred a pan. “Please don’t. I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it involves a chart and gold star stickers and he’s trying to whisper, so I can only assume he’s getting his freak on. Believe me when I say I don’t wanna fucking know.”
I burst out laughing. “Jeremiah, quick, get your phone. We need to check the app so I know how much stamina I’ll need tonight.”
“Oh my god,” Jeremiah hissed. “Tully, stop it.”
