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“Okay,” I say hoarsely, relieved to have her here.
She pulls me gently to her. She slips my shirt off, and I pull her to me, kissing her slowly. I don’t know what I did to deserve her here, but I’ll take it.
“Just one night,” she whispers. “I can’t break again.”
“I won’t break you,” I promise as I reach for her face and kiss her softly, hoping she feels how sorry I am.
If one night is all I can have, I’ll take it. I’ve missed her so much. I’d take anything she gave me as long as it meant it was with her.
Because I love her, and she loves me. Somehow, I’ll prove to her that we’re meant to be together. But tonight, I’m going to show her. One orgasm at a time.
twenty
Callie
Now
I openmy eyes and smell coffee. The sunlight streams down the hall from the big picture windows, and I turn over and find SJ sitting beside me in bed. He reaches over and pulls me close, tucking me under his chin. My body feels boneless after sex with SJ last night. I wanted to comfort him, but we ended up comforting each other.Twice.I smile to myself. And it was amazing. SJ is like a fine wine that ages even better with time.
“How did you sleep?” I mumble.
“I don’t sleep much,” he says as he kisses my cheek. “But I did sleep better last night than I have in months.”
“How come?” I ask as I stretch and kiss his neck.
“Multiple orgasms,” he teases, kissing me.
I sit up and lean into him. “What’s been going on, SJ? Why don’t you sleep?” I say softly, full of concern for him.
Closing his eyes, he swallows and looks away. “I have PTSD. When I came back, I was broken too. Just like Harley, I guess. Evan helped get me sorted out with the VA. I’m okay now,” he assures me.
“I’m sorry you were struggling.” I stroke his shoulder blade, running my hand over his tattoos. “It’s okay not to be okay. You can be real with me, always.”
“I know.” He nods and looks lost in thought for a moment. Then he says, “When I first came back, every place in this town reminded me of you. I couldn’t go anywhere without remembering us and all the memories. When I found out you were back, I had hope. It made me work harder to be the best I could be. For you.” He kisses me softly, pulling our hands up and kissing the back of mine.
“What are we doing, SJ?” I whisper.
I feel it and know he feels it, but I need to hear it. Being with him again feels like everything is as it should be, but I need to know that it’s not one-sided, and he feels it, too.
“You’re mine,” he says, looking over at me. “And you know it.”
“I know,” I whisper. “I love you.” Loving SJ was never the question. I have always loved him. Trusting him, on the other hand, is a little more difficult. Loving him was never hard.
“I love you, Otter,” he murmurs into my ear and kisses me.
I’m not sure what the future looks like for us, but I don’t want to tell him that right now. We had a good night, and he needed me. I needed him. I’m not sure what we are now, but friends are a good start. I’ve missed my best friend. Maybe this is a start…
* * *
Shirtless SJ looks indescribably hot standing at the stove, making us eggs while barefoot and in jeans. I’m lying on the floor next to Harley, giving her pets and love, and she whines and makes me keep petting her every time I try to get up to sit at the counter.
“I think she put me under a spell. Hypnotized me or something,” I say into her fur as she nuzzles into me.
“I’m not sure what to do with her,” he says as he sets down two plates.
“She can be your service dog, right?”
“Yeah, I guess. I’m not even sure what exactly she needs and can do. I’ve never thought about having a service dog before. I feel like she’s on another level, and I don’t want to mess her up.”
