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Scott groans my name, coming with me moments later. I can feel his hot release inside me. He pumps his cock into me again and again, riding out his orgasm.
Our breath mingles as we lie there, still connected. I’ve never felt so complete. He’s all I’ve ever wanted. He lifts his head and begins peppering kisses all over my face, making me laugh.
“I’m so glad we found each other again,” he whispers into my ear.
“Me too,” I tell him, meaning it.
He rolls onto his back, taking me with him. Gently, his cock slips from me. I pout, not liking that loss of connection.
“Beautiful,” he says, and my eyes flick to him, finding him watching me. My cheeks heat with the compliment, and I tuck my face into his neck, throwing an arm over his chest. His hand glides up the side of my body, pressing me in closer. “There’s no going back now, Elyssa. We’ll figure it all out eventually. I promise you.”
His breath evens out, letting me know he’s fallen asleep. Safe and warm in his arms, I smile into the dim light, holding the man I know I’m in love with a little tighter.
Chapter Eight
Elyssa
Waking up in the early hours of the morning and pulling myself out of Scott’s arms was a special kind of torture. I didn’t want to leave but knew it was the best course of action.
Having the kids find me in bed or at the breakfast table so early into our relationship would be confusing. Scott also had a sick kid to take care of and didn’t need the extra pressure.
Leaning over the bed, I give Scott a gentle kiss on the lips. He stirs and blinks at the touch.
“What are you doing?” he asks, reaching for my arm and trying to pull me back to bed. “Why are you dressed?”
His voice is deep with sleep, sending delighted shivers down my spine. Seeing Scott like this, sleepy and disheveled, has a smile spreading across my face. He’s so hot, even in the early hours of the morning—it’s so unfair.
“I have to go. I don’t want the kids to wake up and be confused over why I’m here. It’s too soon.”
Thinking the words and saying the words have two different effects on me. I know leaving is the right thing to do, for the sake of the kids. Yet telling him I’m leaving has every fiber in my body rebelling.
The look in Scott’s eyes in the dim light is calculating. He’s formulating a plan, trying to get me to stay. Knowing it will be a good one and I won’t have any defense against him, I give him another quick kiss before spinning on the balls of my feet and leaving the room.
Scott joins me at the front door. The black sweatpants he’s pulled on hang low on his hips. In silence, I finish putting on my shoes and grab my now-empty canvas bag.
“Text me if you need anything,” I tell him, turning for the door.
“Can I text you in three seconds to say I need you?” His voice holds light humor but when I toss him a smile over my shoulder, I’m stunned by the heat I can see in his eyes.
“I need you too,” I tell him, placing a hand on his cheek and going in for a soft, slow and lingering kiss. “See you soon.”
“Count on it,” Scott whispers to me, giving my side a squeeze.
Stepping away, I open the door and force myself out. With one last little wave to him, I head to the elevator and down into the cool morning light. It’s not until I’m in the car, the heating blasting, when the significance of last night hits me.
Scott and I passed the friendship line and were now fully parked in relationship territory. There was no going back. I wouldn’t be able to, honestly. The way he kissed me, fierce and hungry, with such possession, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.
And my heart was already involved—no surprise there.
Whatever happened next between us I was going to embrace with open arms. It was too late to protect my heart now. I was already in love, and I would risk the pain of a broken heart if that’s where this path led me.
For Scott and the kids, it was worth it.
Falling into a relationship with Scott was as easy as breathing. Every day he found some way to make me smile over text message or make me blush as we chatted on the phone. We found time for a couple of lunch dates between our working hours, but we hadn’t been able to plan another night together.
Between the kids’ schedules and ours, it was challenging to find alone time, but I didn’t mind. I was as much in love with Logan and Bridget as I was with Scott. Just when I thought my heart couldn’t take any more, they showed me that love had no limits. It was boundless.
Sitting in my car, I rub my eyes. I’d just gotten off a three-day shift and was in desperate need of a nap. With the weather taking another cold turn and people cranking up their heat and using more candles, we’d had an influx of calls. No dire emergencies, but the adrenaline crash of each call eventually catches up to a person.
