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chapter twenty-two
emily
On Friday night, Colton stays in, choosing to hang out in front of the TV and watch Moana with me and Teddy. But when it comes time to do the nightly routine, he asks me to handle it then retreats to his room.
I know he’s filled with emotion and the past few days haven’t been easy on him, but the stoic, closed-off way he’s handling it isn’t like him. So, once I’ve read to Teddy and gotten him snuggled in bed, I decide to try to talk to Colton.
But when I come to a stop in front of his bedroom door, I have a moment of hesitation. I’ve never been in his room before. The door has always been closed and I’ve just always assumed it was a space he wanted to keep solely for himself and Teddy, and I get that.
I clear my throat and push my shoulders back, bolstering my confidence before I knock softly on the door and then wait, listening for noise on the other side. Eventually I hear the soft pad of his feet on the carpet and the door opens.
“Hey,” I say, once he’s filling the doorway and I’m looking up at that beautiful, stoic face. “Just wanted to see how you’re doing. It’s been a rough week and we haven’t really…talked in a few days.”
He nods. “I’ve had a lot on my mind.” He seems to think something over in his head before he continues. “My parents want me to go get a DNA test now. Get ahead of the thing.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Wow. That would be a really hard decision to make, right?”
Colton nods again. “I’m taking Teddy tomorrow.”
At that my eyes widen.
“Really?”
“Yeah. I’m dreading it, but…I think it’s for the best.”
Bobbing my head in agreement, I try to think it through from his point of view. The trepidation of intentionally seeking out information that could completely devastate the rest of your life?
“Well, I hope you know how incredible you are,” I tell him, wanting him to know it to his very bones. “There are many men who wouldn’t be strong enough to face something like that head-on. No matter what happens, I’m really proud of you.”
I shake my head.
“It sounds so stupid, to say I’m proud of you,” I add, laughing slightly. “Not that you need my approval, just that I think you’re pretty wonderf—”
Colton reaches forward and tugs me into him, his mouth seeking mine and finding it with expert precision. I moan, opening my mouth and reveling in the way it feels to have his tongue twist with mine. To be pressed up against him and wrapped in his strong arms.
He pulls me into his room and shuts the door, pressing me up against it, his hands stroking down my waist and over my hips to grip my ass. Then his mouth moves, kissing along my cheeks and jawline, down my neck.
My eyes, which were closed and lost in sensation, open for just a moment then fly wide when I see what’s behind him.
Or, really, what isn’t.
“Colton,” I say, tapping his back lightly. “Colton, I think you were robbed.”
He pulls back and turns his head, looking at his completely empty bedroom, save for the corner where several large blankets are stacked one on top of the other and a bunch of pillows are pressed against the wall in a heap.
Colton looks back at me and gives me a mischievous smile. “I’ll tell you about it later.”
And then he’s kissing me again, this time tugging me away from the door and over to what is, I guess, his bed.
“No wonder you said sleeping in your car was better than your bed,” I joke, yelping when Colton slaps my ass.
I glare at him, but there’s no heat in it. My hands trace over his strong muscles, the lightness of my touch sending shivers through Colton’s body, and then I slip my fingers into his pajamas, beneath his boxers, and give his ass a squeeze.
At that, he grins, and I take that as permission to drop down and tug his pants off of him. Of course, once I’m down there, I can see his erection, thick and hard and sexy as hell pressing against the material of his boxers, just waiting to be gripped and stroked and sucked.
When I look up at him from my knees, I see he’s tugged off his shirt and is now watching me, his eyes blazing as I rub my hands along his thighs before I bring one to the base of his shaft. Gripping it, I delight in the moan that drops from his lips, and then I waste no time licking from root to tip before taking him into my mouth.
Colton’s hands come to either side of my face and he guides me as he thrusts, slow and shallow, between my lips.
