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"Three hospitals, six urgent cares, nine medical imaging offices, a few..."
"Okay, I get it. You're rolling in it."
"Anyway, here's the TV room."
This room I can tell is actually used. It has pictures hanging, a huge TV mounted to the wall, a couch big enough to seat at least twelve. I walk over to the pictures, looking them over. I can clearly tell which one is of Law's father. They look almost just alike, them and the man beside them.
"This must be your brother," I say, pointing to a slightly taller version of him.
"Yes, but as you can see, I'm the more handsome one of us."
"Always the humble one. How much older is he again?"
"Two years. His name is Jackson."
"And these two?" I point at a picture of four men.
"Those are our best friends. That's a funny story. The older one, Ezekiel," he pauses and points to a man with a long beard," has been Jackson's best friend since kindergarten. His brother is this one," he points to the younger one, slightly shorter beard, then continues, "Jeremiah. Ezekiel would always bring Jeremiah over when he came to our house, and I completely hated him at first. Thought he was an asshole and told him so. Naturally, he didn't take that well, so we started fighting. By the time my and hisbrother pulled us apart, I had a black eye, and he had a busted lip. We've been best friends ever since."
"Um, weird way to start a friendship."
"We both realized the other was tougher than we thought. We all always hung out together, so Ezekiel is as much my best friend as Jeremiah is. You'll meet all of them soon. They know all about you."
"All?" I ask with an arched brow.
He chuckles. "Most, then. I just said we met in an elevator."
"Good call. Now, you gonna show me the bedroom?" He grins, and I laugh. "That was not code for it's time to fuck again, Law."
"Damn."
While the rest of the house might be for guests, his bedroom is all him. Dark colors, large bed, bars for a headboard that have me flushing thinking about how I held different ones in the room last night as he fucked me. He comes behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"This is the bed I hardly slept in the last few days because all I could think about was how meaningless my life would be if I didn't get you back." He turns us a little. "That's the closet I sat in, inhaling your scent on the shirt I was wearing when I came to the waiting room, dreading you would never let me close enough to smell it on your skin again." He turns us again, toward the bedroom door. "Beyond that door are the halls I roamed, guilt clogging my throat, regret like a stone in the pit of my stomach, and an ache I've never felt before in my heart." He turns me to face him this time, his hand coming up to cup my face. "I fucked up, Sophie, but I promise you that I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you."
"The rest of your life?" I breathe, because that sounds a lot like a vow to me.
"The rest of my life," he whispers against my lips, but doesn't kiss me yet. "Because you know what I used to lie in this bed thinking about before? You lying in this bed next to me, you soaking in the bathtub, you in the kitchen, me coming home to you sitting on the couch. You chasing our kids through the halls."
"Are you working on that part already?" I ask with a smirk. "Because we haven't been using condoms. And I'm not on the pill."
"I wouldn't mind in the least."
I back up, looking him harder in the eye. "You're serious, aren't you?"
"I am. I want forever with you. Why not start all the things I want in that forever now?" His hand trails down to my stomach. "Plus, the thought of my cum having gotten you pregnant is sexy as hell. In fact..."
I slip out his grip, smiling at him. "In fact, I have to be on my way to the hospital. You know, Johnson Memorial. Maybe you've heard of it?"
"Maybe a time or two," he teases right back.
How impossible it seems to be joking about something now that felt like it would be what ended things just yesterday.
"I'd like to come with you to visit Charlotte," he says. "If you don't mind."
"I don't mind at all. I'm sure she'll be excited to see you since she was rooting for you so hard."
"Ms. Ball grinder too?"
