Page 64 of The One Next Door


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My first orgasm hit me like a lightning bolt, but this time, as I started to come, I felt like I was being pulled under by an ocean wave. It was a slow roil, the tension mounting intensely. I felt my breath catch.

“Carter, I…”

He pulled me down and kissed me as he came, which sent me right over the edge, moaning against his lips as he poured inside of me. He kept kissing me, long after we were both completely spent. Though it was more like open-mouthed breathing on each other’s sweat-drenched skin.

I didn’t want to take my lips off of him.

But as I felt his heartbeat slow and his breath begin to even out, I knew I had to. Once this was over, we had to have a talk about what it meant.

“Um….”

He shushed me and pulled me up to the pillow next to him.

“We can’t avoid this conversation,” I reminded him. “What happens now?”

He rolled over onto his back and let out a long breath.

“I don’t know,” he whispered.

We were quiet for a moment.

“I want to spend the night with you,” he continued. “Wake up with you in the morning. And… we can talk about it then.”

I nodded. “I can do that.”

“Good.”

“But first, I have to go next door and get my phone. In case Rex calls,” I explained. I searched around for my clothes, throwing my pants and top back on without bothering to look for my underwear. Carter found a pair of sweats and a tee shirt and followed me.

I found my phone on the kitchen countertop next to the open bottle of whiskey and, to my horror, I had three missed calls from the Jakinovich house.

“Oh, God…” I dialed their number frantically, my heart racing, eyes wide. I couldn’t believe I was so selfish that I’d missed a call from Rex when he needed me. Mrs. Jakinovich picked up on the third ring.

“Zoe?”

“I’m so sorry I missed your calls,” I stammered. “I was, um… I was asleep. I’m so sorry. Is something wrong with Rex.”

I checked the time. It was nearly one in the morning.

“He had a bad dream,” she said. “I think he’s just not used to being away from home. Nothing serious, but he’s been crying for you, and I think he’d really like to spend the night in his own bed.”

Which is what I should’ve been doing.

I shook off the guilt. There was no point in beating myself up.

“I’ll come and get him right now,” I told her. “Thank you for calling me.”

“Let me put Rex on. I think he’ll feel better knowing you’re on your way.”

A few seconds later, I heard sniffling on the phone. I looked over at Carter, tears springing to my eyes, guilt eating me alive.

“Mom?” Rex asked. “Can you come get me?”

“Of course I can, honey. What happened?”

“I had a nightmare. And I can’t get back to sleep.”

“I’m sorry, Rex. I know that’s really scary. I’m on my way and we’ll talk about it when you get home.”

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