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Timothy comes with a shout, each stroke painting his clenched abs, dripping down my hand.
When he’s finished, I collapse beside him, kissing his cheek, his jaw, and his neck, while he catches his breath. While I catch my breath. Muscles I didn’t know I had ache, but it’s a sweet ache.
Timothy’s smile is lopsided and dopey. “You were fantastic, baby.”
He cups the back of my head, pulling me in for a kiss, and I grab him back. We both freeze the moment we realize our hands are still very lubed.
“Sorry,” he whispers, pulling his hand away. Strands of my hair are stuck to his palm and I laugh.
“Stay here a minute,” I say, even though I don’t think he can move right now.
“Your ass looks amazing in that harness,” he calls as I slip into the bathroom. I laugh again, giddy and happy and so tired as I start up the bathtub and slip the harness off.
I bring a wet towel out to Timothy and clean him up. He smiles as I tell him how much I love him, how much I enjoyed that.
He gets to his feet and while he walks slowly to the bathroom, I gather up all the towels and drop them in the hamper.
“How’s your head?” I ask, lighting a few candles and dimming the bathroom lights.
He sighs as he lowers himself into the tub. “Perfect. Sunshine and fucking rainbows.”
I wait for him to get comfortable before I climb in, settling between his legs, my back against his chest. Sunshine and fucking rainbows are exactly how I feel too.
Chapter twenty-four
Mina
Timothywalksbythesliding glass doors, mouthinghelp me, even though his mom, on the video call, can clearly see him.
I shake my head and go back to my embroidery machine, laughing softly as his mom chews him out. He’s been avoiding this call for a while now, so serves him right. She’s pissed off he isn’t taking job hunting seriously. Honestly, if I had his money, I wouldn’t either. But I get it. This is more about giving him something to focus all his energy on that doesn’t involve jumping off roofs.
The embroidery machine finishes, delivering me a perfect pumpkin spice latte. My tweaks to the design finally worked. I’m giddy and when my phone rings with an incoming video call from Charlotte, I point my phone directly at the cute little cup.
“Nice!” Charlotte says, followed by a short pause. “Not sure about the dinosaur print pumpkin spice combo, but…it’s quirky.”
I laugh, waving the little square of fabric at Timothy. He glances at me and walks to the glass for a closer look. The smile that breaks across his face fills me with such a high I can’t stop myself from dancing.
Timothy’s grin widens, then he rolls his eyes as his mom demands his attention.
Leaving the fabric on my workstation, I head upstairs for privacy. Not that Timothy can hear us over his mother, but…still.
I haven’t told him about the shop. He was unwilling to move out East for the girlfriend he dated for three years, I doubt he’d do it for the girlfriend he’s dated for mere weeks. Ugh, I don’t know, maybe he would, but every time I think about taking this leap, I feel like I’m going to throw up.
“So, the building on Aspen and Grand…” Charlotte wiggles her eyebrows.
“I still have a few weeks to decide, right?” I ask. I have to admit, daydreaming about Wild Things in that building is addicting. I don’t want to turn her down and put an end to it, even though that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
“You do.” Charlotte grins. “But I got Dad to drop the rent. Fifteen percent instead of ten. And of course, we don’t need a deposit from you because we know you aren’t going to wreck the place.”
A true perk of being a careful person. It makes me smile. “Thanks, Charlotte, but—”
“No ‘but.’ Just think about it. Talk to Timothy, see what he thinks.”
“Fine,” I say, though I have no intention of bringing it up yet. Deep down, I think I’m scared he’ll encourage me to do it, whatever that might mean for us. Yet another reason I immediately break into a cold sweat. Things are so good right now. Why change them?
Charlotte has to go—she has a date tonight—so she says goodbye and I go back downstairs.
Timothy managed to get rid of his mother. He and Nic are sitting by the pool, drinking beer and talking.
