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He looked at her with narrowed eyes. “You are sure it will be tomorrow?”
“From what I can remember. It might be Sunday. Do you want me to try and hold it back?”
“No. Definitely not. I will just have to return home immediately after the game. No beers with the boys.”
“Aren’t you sore?”
“Yeah. And I will be tomorrow as well, but you will be wearing condoms, and I am pretty certain that my cervix is swollen shut, so nothing is getting through.”
They sat together and ate snacks until Marshall came home.
She sipped at her water as Marshall came in. The urge to walk to him to be cuddled was new. He slipped off his suit jacket and held a hand out to her. She grunted and walked over to him, taking his hand and letting him pull her against him. She pressed her head to the side of his neck and breathed in. She paused. “Oh, that’s what you meant.”
He chuckled. “Your scent has started its return. That was fast.”
“Do you have those patches to slow me down?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Because Rayden has to go twirl like a pretty princess for money, and he doesn’t want to miss anything. Things are moving kind of fast.”
“For tonight, yes. No patches tomorrow. You need to get the first heat out of the way.”
“I know. Being at the mercy of my body sucks.”
Marshall murmured, “Being at the mercy of your body is my fondest wish.”
She felt her face heat. “Umm.”
He slid a hand slowly through her hair and tugged her head back. The kiss was soft and slow, but her body reacted wildly. A distinct slickness surged, and she heard Rayden gasp.
She tried to pull away, but Marshall held her close with gentle hands and slow, lightly licking kisses against her mouth.
She shivered and held him at the neck and a fistful of his shirt.
He finally lifted his head. “I am going to get that patch before you melt.”
Rayden chuckled. “We got into your treasured charcuterie.”
Marshall snorted. “I know. Good combination.”
Rayden got up and slid his arms around Ruby’s waist. “I’ve got her. Oh, gods, your scent is coming in.”
Marshall slipped away and headed upstairs.
She wiggled against him. “I know. Hard to miss. So is yours.”
His body went rigid. “So, I guess we are not having dinner out.”
Marshall’s voice said, “Probably wise.”
She laughed. “So, does takeout deliver here?”
“Yes, but it’s limited. It’s easier to just drive to the restaurant.” Marshall chuckled. “I will do that. You two seem to be on the edge of control.”
She smiled. “But just the edge, right?”
Marshall moved around her and held up the patches. “Just the edge. These should slow your descent. One for six hours, and then the other will be removed tomorrow morning. That will buy Rayden time to do his job. Turn around. They go on your thighs.”
