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WES
I drove home,feeling tense and agitated, my hands reflexively tightening on the steering wheel every time I recalled Beckett agreeing to go on a date with his ex. I knew he’d done it so no one would suspect us of being involved, but I still didn’t like it.
For one thing, I didn’t think it was necessary. And for another, what if he liked the date?
He might go out with her and realize how much easier it was.
He might see a future with her that he didn’t believe he could have with me.
“Wes, about that date…” Beckett said as we were pulling into the drive at home. “You know it doesn’t mean anything, right?”
“I don’t want to hear about any date,” I said shortly. “Tonight, I’m taking what’s mine.”
I shivered. “But what about Andi?”
“I need you to trust me. Can you do that?”
Beck hesitated a beat, but when I heard his breathy “yes” I knew I had him.
“Good.” I parked in front of the trailer, then slipped my hand behind him, skating my fingers under his shirt and brushing hot skin. Beckett was already trembling as if he knew what was coming next. “When we get inside, you’re going straight to the bedroom, where you’ll strip naked and wait for me on the bed.”
His exhale was noisy. “But what if—”
“Leave the details to me. Now, go.”
Beckett nodded once and opened his door. I did the same, following on his heels as he headed for the front door.
We entered the darkened living room quietly, easing the door shut, but it wasn’t late enough that Andi would be asleep yet. She peeked out from her bedroom. “Hey, how was trivia?”
“We lost,” I said.
I gave Beckett a nudge and whispered, “Go.”
“Night,” he muttered in Andi’s direction before heading down the hall.
“What’s with him?” she asked.
“You know, I don’t think he’s feeling too great. I’ll go make sure he’s okay.”
She nodded. “Okay. I’m watching a movie on my laptop, so I’ll just…get back to it.”
“Goodnight, Andi. Maybe we can do dinner tomorrow.”
She smiled weakly. “You guys are too good to me.”
She didn’t know the half of it. But if Andi had any idea what her intrusion to our home really meant, she’d have probably found another place to crash. The fact she was here, though, meant that she needed more than a bed. She needed love and support.
And I would be sure to shower her with it.
Tomorrow.
Right now, I had a naked Beck waiting for me, and I didn’t intend to let that go to waste.
I exchanged a few more words with her, not wanting to be rude, then headed down the hallway to the bedroom, keeping my pace unhurried. I stepped into our bedroom and closed the door behind me.
The light was off, and it was nearly pitch-black, which wouldn’t let me enjoy the sight I’d been waiting for. I edged over to the dresser and turned on the small lava lamp I had there, which cast a gentle glow over the bed—and the pale curve of Beckett’s ass.
