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My breasts started to feel heavy under my shirt again, and my breathing went weak.
For a moment there, looking into his eyes, all I could remember was the feel of his face in my neck as he let me cradle him through his orgasm.
I craved that connection again, that moment where I was his entire world, and he relied on me to get him through his next breath.
“Okay, so we’ll go pay for the groceries,” Keene was saying, motioning between himself and Alec. “And Arch, you can ride with Oaklynn to show her where our place is, right?”
Damien didn’t acknowledge him as he kept looking into my eyes. “I think I can manage that,” he murmured as he held out a hand for me.
I drew in a sharp breath, hoping the night ended the very way I’d wanted it to after all.
I started to accept his hand, only to remember... “Oh! My groceries.” I spun toward Alec and Keene. “They’re still in your cart.”
“Hey, don’t worry about it.” Alec waved out a hand, dismissing my concerns. “It’s on Hudson.”
Then he and Keene turned away and headed toward the check-out lanes.
Glancing at Damien as they left, I furrowed my brow in confusion. “Who’s Hudson?”
Damien chuckled. “Our other roommate,” he explained. “He had to work tonight so he just sent some cash along with us to help out with the shopping.”
I bit my lip. “And he won’t mind that he just paid for mine, too?”
Damien huffed out an amused sound. “He’d pay for yours before he would his own.”
I nodded—alright, then—only to wonder, “Just how many roommates do you have?”
“Only those three,” he said, tugging on my hand and leading me toward the exit.
Only three…I thought weakly to myself. Then I nearly whimpered in defeat.
With that many other people around, I suddenly couldn’t picture myself getting a second helping of Damien tonight at all.
17
OAKLYNN
“Wow, this is a nice place,” I said with lifted eyebrows as I pulled into the driveway where Damien instructed me to park behind a dark truck.
For some reason, when I’d learned four college guys were rooming together, I had pictured a run-down apartment building. But this was, like, ahouse-house, in the suburbs, where people raised families.
It was a two-tone red and white brick split-level with a double car garage and freaking trimmed bushes in the front yard.
“Thanks,” Damien said, sounding proud. “I grew up here.”
“Wait…what?” I glanced toward the passenger seat, where it was still strange to see the guy I’d first known as my mysterious sexy jogger sitting. “You grew uphere? As inthishouse, here?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said. “My parents retired early last year and moved to Arizona. They flip places for a living and rent out half a dozen apartments and such around town, so they were just going to rent this one out, too. But Hudson needed somewhere to stay because he couldn’t stand his then-roommate, and the other two wanted to move out oftheirchildhood homes, so…I just kept the place for the four of us. Alec’s room was actuallymychildhood bedroom. Hudson’s in Thalia’s old room. Keene took on the old study, and of course, I’m in the master bedroom since I had first pick.” He seemed vaguely smug about that until an idea must’ve occurred to him because his eyes flared. “But don’t worry,” he rushed to add, already lifting his hands to reassure me. “I redid everything from top to bottom, so it doesn’t feel as if I’m staying in my parents’ old room at all.”
I blinked at him, stumped. “So… You grew up here?” I repeated stupidly.
He nodded. “Yep. And since Mom and Dad are retired, I took over maintaining and managing all the rentals for them.” With a shrug, he added, “It’s helped me get through school without needing an hourly-paying job.”
I listened to him explain everything before repeating, “You seriously grew up inthishouse?”
He spilled out an uneasy laugh. “Why? Is that weird?”
“No,” I rushed to answer. “Of course not. I think it’s cool. It’s just…” I shook my head, still flabbergasted. “It sounds as if you had a normal childhood.”
