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“It’s one of my best qualities.” I wiggled against him, and he pumped into me a few times, making me want more.
Bash smacked my ass again, though it was playful and light. “Ready?”
“Hell yes.”
His chest rumbled in satisfaction, and he drove into me, distracting both of us from our conversation.
The distraction went on for most of the night—and ended with both of us collapsed on my bed, sweaty, sticky, and insanely spent.
Bash pulled me into his arms and murmured, “Aeternum,Brynlee.”
My throat swelled, and I whispered, “Soon.”
It was perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
And I didn’t want to change a thing.
eighteen
BRYNN
The next fewdays passed by in a whirlwind of sex and work. When there wasn’t sex or work, there was food.
And talking, too.
We worked on the couch or on one of our beds, so we could be close to each other.
I was making an effort to have conversations with Bash about my life, and he was doing the same. As much as I enjoyed the sex, the conversations were what made me feel good about our future.
He never shifted for me, or fed from me while he was inside me—the man was still too worried about hurting me—but that didn’t make it any less hot for me.
Every night, he gave me a chance to seal the bond.
And every night, my “soon,” grew a little weaker.
A weekafter we got back from his parents’ house, we went out to grab a late lunch in the middle of the afternoon. Afterlunch, I thought we were headed home, until he took a wrong turn.
“You passed the road,” I protested, gesturing out the window after the building flew by.
“Yes, I did. We’re not going home,” he said, his hand landing on my thigh and squeezing lightly. He’d stopped wearing his suitcoats and ties entirely, sticking with rolling the sleeves of his button-ups the way I’d told him I liked. He’d put less gel in his hair too, emphasizing the waves instead of erasing them, after I mentioned how much I liked them.
“Where are we going, then?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“You hate surprises, unless they involve sex,” I pointed out.
“But you love them, both sexual and nonsexual.”
He was right; I did.
I sighed anyway, leaning my head up against the window beside my seat. “Fine, keep your secret.”
He chuckled.
A few minutes later, he’d parked in front of a sleek building. I stared out the window at it for a minute, before it registered in my mind exactly why we were there.
