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“Shush, yes you do.” She kissed him for real, and he wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss as if his life depended on it. And in that moment, it did.
He felt like he was drowning and she was air. His lungs burned as he drank her in, but the longer he did, the better he felt.
Her lips moved against his, and even though this kiss was almost too wet, what with his tears smearing against her cheeks and dripping down until he could taste them, it was good. The kiss was wet and salty and soverygood.
Her teeth scraped his bottom lip, and he brought one hand up behind her head, fingers tangling in her hair and wishing like hell that there was no one else in the house right now because all he wanted to do was show her how much she meant to him. How much he…
Neither of them broke off the kiss. It was almost as if neither of them could bear to let the other go. But as things like breathing caught up with them, it sort of stopped. Everything stopped and his heart stopped hammering in his chest and his eyes didn’t burn anymore. There were no more tears as he pressed his forehead to hers again, breathing in deep as her scent swirled around him.
“Brad and Dave are going to be angry with me, though…” he mumbled.
She scoffed. “Dave’s always a stick in the mud. And Brad will come around. He loves you too.”
He raised his eyebrows, taking in the meaning of her words. “He loves metoo?” he murmured. “Who else loves me?”
“You’re an idiot if you don’t know,” she countered.
If emotional whiplash was a thing, it was a good amount nicer than the physical version. It was like falling down a hill and landing on the fluffiest pillows. There was the force from stopping so suddenly it rattled his brain, but the resulting warmth kept him from feeling anything too unpleasant.
“Maybe Iaman idiot, but I need to be certain.” It almost hurt to smile, but he did it anyway.
“Jaxon…”
He loved the way his name sounded when she said it. Anytime she said it. “No, I should know who else loves me. Is it Dave? Has he been holding back his feelings all this time? Or perhaps Shea?” he mused, only to have Teagan pull him close once more for another kiss. A cheeky kiss where she bit his lip a bit too hard and he didn’t care.
“Ilove you,” she whispered.
He grinned. “I love Brad too.” She huffed, swatting his shoulder. She backed out of his arms, but he pulled her close again. “No, no, wait. Sorry, sorry. That’s not how this is going to go, Red.”
She stopped for a moment, her hand dropping from where it was to reach once again for his hand. “You haven’t called me that in a while…”
“I forgot,” he teased.
Narrowing her eyes, she shook her head. “You didn’t either.”
“No, I didn’t… I just was waiting for the right moment.” He leaned in and kissed her, wrapping one arm around her waist and letting the other one slide up her back. His fingers splayed over her spine as he held her close enough to feel his breath against her skin when he spoke. “I love you.”
She smiled then, a quivering little thing that came and went as she gazed at him. “You mean it?”
“Of course I mean it. I’d do anything for you, Teags. I always would have, but now it’s like… second nature. Because I love you.”
Loving her was second nature. He hadn’t thought about it before. Hadn’t formed the words in reference to her, he simplydid.
She tipped forward to close the distance, kissing him, but ending it altogether too soon, their lips popping in the silence. “We’ve still got this… problem with Eric.”
He grimaced. “I’m going to murder that little creep,” Jaxon muttered.
“No, don’t do that. I’m pretty sure us falling in love over his blackmail is enough to send him into a fit.”
“I didn’t fall in love over his blackmail,” he countered. “I fell in love because of how you look when you come.”
“Shut up,” she hissed, glancing towards the door like everyone could hear them or something.
That wasn’t true. He didn’t know when he realized he loved her. Just that when she said it, he felt relieved because he loved her too.
He grinned and her eyes softened, but she still took a step back and sat down on the bed. “No, but Jaxon, what are we going to do?”
“Your father said to let him reveal the bad information,” he replied. “It’ll backfire.”
