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I gasped and clenched my mouth shut harder so as not to cry out and risk attracting attention.
He dug his fingers into my hips and bottomed out into me. This was everything—Oscar and me, just like this, neither of us holding back. All it took was a couple of jolting thrusts and I came hard, pulsing around his cock.
A couple more thrusts, and his breath caught and his body stilled behind me.
He pulled me up against his chest, his cock still hard inside of me, and he ran a hand gently up to my shoulder and held me still. It felt like he was holding onto more than just our physical connection, like he was embracing my hopes and dreams along with me, like he was embracing my future.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered.
“Same.”
It was a dangerous thought. This was only a three-day bubble of suspended reality. I wasn’t supposed to imagine an after. That was the unspoken rule, the most important one that I apparently couldn’t help but break.
A little squeak pulled me from my euphoria back to the real world. I turned my head toward the sound and found a set of beady eyes staring at me from Oscar’s shoulder. Miso was perched there. She batted a paw at my face and gently scratched my cheek.
I chuckled and slipped her back into her sling.
Everything was perfection, except the scrape stinging my cheek and the tinge of uncertainty simmering below the happy swell of my heart.
THIRTY-FOUR
OSCAR
“Are you sure you don’t mind?” Morgan batted her eyelashes up at me. “It’s our last night before I have to go back to the show.”
Our last night together before I learned the truth about myself. I knew my name, sure. But the rest of my life, my memories waited on hold for a few hours more.
“I’ve had you all to myself all weekend. It’s inevitable that I’ll have to share you at some point,” I said. “Especially with your best friend who wants to celebrate your great news.”
After we’d returned to the hotel last night, Morgan had texted Layana about the job offer. Layana had tried to take her out to celebrate immediately. She’d tried again this morning for breakfast, and throughout a large portion of the day. Morgan eventually agreed to dinner, and I knew she was excited about it, even if she was having second thoughts now that it was time to go.
“If I cancel, there is a high chance that she’d show up to drag me away.” Morgan smiled fondly at the thought.
“Sounds like you have to go or risk bodily injury.”
She grinned wider. “I’ll make it up to you. When I get back, we won’t leave the bed until morning. If that’s not super clear, I mean we’re having all the sex.”
“There’s nothing to make up,” I said, grinning back at her. “But I’ll still gladly take you up on your offer. Plus, people are like carrots—they need space to grow. Maybe I’ll regain some memory while you’re gone and realize that I’m an expert sock folder.”
She wrinkled her nose. “You think so?”
I shrugged.
“I’ll keep it as short as possible,” she said.
“Morgan, it’s really all right. Have fun with your friends.”
She kissed me hard and fast. “Thanks.”
Then she practically skipped out the door to meet Layana and Glitter.
“It’s just you and me—” I looked to Miso’s cage.
The weasel wasn’t there.
I checked under the bed, and in the bottom kitchen cabinets.
“Miso?”
