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Her teeth sank into her bottom lip. “Yep. So, I want to go over the contract with you tonight.”
“What? You want my opinion on the situation? That won’t be hurting your womanhood?” I teased.
“The only thing hurting my womanhood at the moment is the fact that I’ve been away from you for days.”
“Me, too, baby. And I’d love to look over your contract with you. Does this mean you’re going to be based here?”
“Yep. You and me in the Big Apple, Captain.”
“Fuck. I love the sound of that.”
“Me, too. Did you go see those houses?” she asked as her head settled in the crook of my neck.
“Hell no. I was not about to speak for you. I knew you’d figure out your shit. You just had to torture me in the interim. I told Jay that I’d call him when you were ready to schedule a tour. I want the house that we choose to be everything you want.”
“Damn, that was smooth, Mr. Sparrow.”
“Not as smooth as the feel of your pussy against my cock,” I whispered in her ear.
“Oh, my. I see the dirty talk is still on par.” She rotated so she was straddling me. “How about you have your way with me in this fancy room, and then you take me back to mine so we can grab my things?”
“If I can have you right now, I’ll do just about anything.”
“Good, because I’m here, and I’m all yours.”
“Damn straight, sweetheart. You’ve been mine since the day I met you.” I pushed to my feet, and her legs wrapped around my waist.
“Well, not the very first day. That day you were a jackass, and I wouldn’t have agreed to be yours if you’d begged me.”
“I’m never above begging, sweetheart.”
“That’s Sweetheart Sparrow to you.” Her head fell back in laughter as I dropped her onto the large bed.
I took a minute to look at her.
My girl.
Everything felt right in this moment, and I couldn’t wait to start our lives together out here.
Out of the bubble.
Just me and her.
* * *
“Wow. It’s pretty, but it’s a lot of house, don’t you think?” she asked as she walked from the kitchen to the dining room.
“You’ll grow into it,” Jay said.
“Can you give us a minute?” I asked our realtor. We’d toured several houses over the last few days, and this was the last one on our list.
“Of course. I’ll meet you outside.”
“Is this one not in the running?” I asked.
“Honestly, the only one that feels right is the one we saw yesterday morning. It’s not too far from your mom’s house, and it’s close to both the training field for you and my work,” Brinkley said.
“It was the smallest one we’ve seen. You don’t want to find something we can grow into?” I teased.
