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“I have to say, I didn’t think this would ever happen again.”
He reaches down and cups my ass, sending shivers down my spine. “Never has a truer statement been made.”
The sight of Gage, naked and in bed with me, is breathtaking. I would be a woman on top of the world if I could do this every morning. It sounds so easy for us to go back to what we were before, and I’m ready to take that step if he is.
Ready for this to become a lifetime thing.
I reach up and trail my fingers over the stubble on his cheek before inhaling a deep breath of courage and closing my eyes. I open them and stop myself from saying what needs to be said.
Not this morning.
Expectations ruin moods, and I want this good time to last for as long as it can.
“Was this … is this …a one-time thing?” he whispers, taking the words from my mouth.
Shit.
“Can we not talk about expectations and just enjoy this morning?” I ask, my hand venturing under the blanket and grabbing his erect cock. “I know of a better way to spend our time.”
His hand cups mine, an attempt to stop my hand from pleasuring him. “Before we do, I need my breakfast.”
Even though he’s cut off some of my power, I stroke him the best I can under his touch. “You’re a breakfast-in-bed guy, huh? In that case, you might need to run to your house because all I have is cereal here.”
He flips me on my back. “You have exactly what I need.”
I yelp when the blanket is torn off, and he crawls down until his face meets my thighs. I thought a beautiful sight was him next to me in bed in the morning, but dear God, his head between my legs might compete. My hands travel to his hair, and I grip the strands as he gives me the good morning I’ve missed for years without him.
* * *
Captain Crunch isin my bowl, and I’m eating my breakfast in bed.
Gage is at my side, enjoying his second breakfast.
The man has definitely improved in the oral sex department.
There’s been nothing but comfortableness with us this morning. We’ve hung out, watched TV, and had light conversation. No mentions of where this is heading or of expectations.
Hopefully, it stays that way.
I want to relish this moment where no resentment or regret exists.
“What time do you go into work?” I ask, swallowing down a bite.
“I’ll head out in about an hour,” he answers. “You have the day off, right?”
I nod.
“Any plans?”
Other than agonizing about what happened last night on repeat?
It’s a bummer that I’m not working. The hospital is the best place to tear me away from my problems.
“I’m hanging out with Willow and the kiddos.”
Knowing Willow, I’ll be answering questions about him all day.
“Sounds like fun.”
