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I was lying. I had the image in my head already. As soon as we hit the door, those clothes were coming off.
Ms. Trudy wasn’t lying when she said her family didn’t know how to act when they got together. By the time I was introduced to everybody, most of them were already a few drinks in, and it wasn’t even noon. I wasn’t mad, though. They were funny and entertaining. She introduced me to her uncle Peter, and the man practically took me under his wing. I knew he was good and tipsy when he started calling me “nephew” and slapping my back as he talked to me.
He’d taken me around the men in the family, and, of course, they had a lot of questions for me. I didn’t mind. Now that they were privy to Raymond’s treatment of Pasha, I understood the vetting process they put me through. Nobody was disrespectful; they were simply concerned, and I respected that.
Around one, we settled in the dining area to eat lunch. There was a mouthwatering buffet spread of everything you could think of. Pasha and I sat with Journey and a few of her other cousins. The only sound that could be heard was smacking and moaning at the taste of the food. Whoever prepared the meal did a hell of a job.
“I’m not gonna be any good after this,” Pasha commented, rubbing her stomach.
Journey giggled. “Dancing is up next. You’ll work that off. Callum, can you dance?”
“I can. I’ve been trying to teach your cousin here a few moves. She’s not so stiff anymore.”
Pasha poked me in the ribs. “You’ve been coming for me since before we left, you know that?”
“It’s all love, baby.”
I leaned in and pecked her lips, causing her to smile.
“Y’all are just too cute,” Journey commented. “It’s so good to see you smile again, Pash. I can tell he makes you happy.”
She looked at me. “He makes me very happy. You have no idea.”
“I see it on you, girl. You’re glowing.”
She did have this glow about her. It was the glow of a woman who’d gone through tragedy and was finally finding her happiness again. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Words couldn’t express how much I loved this for her,... how much I loved her. Life was changing for her, and it was only up from here.
Chapter
Thirty-Five
Pasha
Today owed me absolutely nothing.
Spending time with my family was fun, refreshing, and so very needed. I thought things would be awkward, but once Callum and I got there, it felt as natural as if I’d been around all along. We quickly fell back into the flow of old relationships as though no time had passed. The only thing missing was my parents. Much to my surprise, there was a memorial service to honor the family members we’d lost over the years. My parents and my son were both included.
That made me tear up a little.
All in all, I had a great time. Journey was already planning a cousins’ gathering. She said she wanted to get drunk and act up without the watchful eyes of our elders. I probably wouldn’t get too drunk, but I told her to let me know the details, and I would be there.
Callum and I arrived back at my apartment around midnight. The moment we stepped inside, I began stripping out of my clothes. I wanted to give him a proper thank-you for pushing me to go to this reunion. He eagerly followed the trail of clothes I left behind on my way to the shower. As he undressed, I hopped in and turned on the water to the perfect temperature for both of us. He always complained that I liked that water set on hell, so I had to find a happy medium.
The shower door opened, and he stepped in behind me. I felt his eyes on me as I lathered my body. His hands came to my waist, and he pulled me against him, planting my ass against his hardness. I moaned softly as he cupped my breasts and teased my nipples.
“We can skip the lingerie,” he whispered in my ear. “It will only be in my way. I prefer you just like this.... Easy access.”
“Well then...” I turned around in his arms, pressing my front to his. “Allow me to clean you up so I can get you dirty.”
He smirked as I grabbed his body wash and the second loofah to bathe him. Slowly, I sensually cleansed every part of him, paying particular attention to his dick. He looked at me lustfully as I stroked it.
“Pash...” He groaned as my grip tightened. “Don’t tease me, woman.”
“You want me?” I asked, stroking faster.
“So... fucking bad.”
“Then come and get me.”
