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Vowing that this ritual will become our new thing.
“I feel so much better. Thank you.” Clover swirls her hands around the water, her mood a lot more relaxed than it was earlier.
The water’s lukewarm now. Most of the bubbles have dissipated, so her delectable naked body is fully visible. My cock is hard as steel, but I remind myself tonight’s not about sex. It’s about caring. Snuggling. Chaste stuff.
“You’re welcome.” I take the bath sheet off the warmer. “Let’s get you dried off.”
“As long as you get me wet again.” She winks as she steps into the warmed cloth I’m holding out for her.
So, maybe sex isn’t off the table then.
I wrap her up and tug her to me. “Count on it.”
An hour later, we’re cuddled together. Sex drunk.
Gently, tenderly, Clover presses her lips against my chest. “I’ve never experienced such profound happiness, JJ,” she murmurs, her voice filled with sincerity. “For the first time in my life, I don’t feel alone. You make everything better.”
“I feel the same way, sweetness. Being with you brightens my darkest days.” I thread my fingers with hers. “I’m glad all of the bullshit is behind us.”
Please. Please. Please.
“For the record, take it from me. Everything’s going to be fine with the show. They’ll air it.” I pepper kisses along her forehead.
She turns in my arms so I’m spooning her. “Maybe, but as I’m navigating this situation, I have some misgivings about Thad.”
“Oh?” This is music to my ears. I want Clover to have it all and Thad isn’t an A+ agent, he’s a wannabe poser at best. From what Clover’s shared about her so-called opportunities, he’s a lazy phone-it-in fuck-tard.
“I’m not greedy. I know Ronni gave me a break I never expected. It’s just now that I’m playing a lead, it’s a little disheartening for him to talk me into playing supporting characters in low-budget films.” She sighs. “I’d rather stay home and read. Of course, I can’t say anything while we wait for Netflix to make a decision.”
“You don’t have to act if you don’t want to, baby. I know your folks pushed you into it, but you should do the things you love.” Clover and I have slowly, over the past few weeks, made an effort to get to know more about our pasts. One area she’s not super forthcoming about is her family.
She stiffens for just a second. “I mean, I have fun with it. I continued to work after I was emancipated at sixteen.”
“You were so young.” It genuinely pisses me off. What kind of parents were they? I mean, I was at least abandoned as a baby. I’ve never known anything different.
Her voice is soft. “I had no choice. They spent all my money.”
“What the fuck?” I can’t help my outburst. What she’s gone through is so wrong.
“Yeah. I had to sue them. Got most of it back, thank God. Then I cut them out.” She’s eerily cold about this.
I hold her tighter so she knows she can trust me. I want to learn about every part of her. “Brothers or sisters?”
Clover sits up suddenly. Faces me. “A brother, but I haven’t talked to him in nearly twenty years. Solange was the first person I met in LA. She was like my sister. We did everything together. She was with me when I met Harrison. I’d never have believed…”
“Yeah…” I draw little circles on her knee with my finger. “It’s fucked up what she did. What he did.”
“I never saw the signs. None. When she sent me that video…” She looks up to the ceiling, then down at me. “Honestly, I was more upset about her betrayal than Harrison’s. I swear to God, my stupid BOA Steakhouse date might have had it right. Maybe I should make friends with the chicks on VPR. We could get drunk on wine and trade stories and become besties.”
“That Sandoval guy is such a douche canoe,” I tease. “So…may I ask you about Harrison or would it be weird?” I prop my head up on my hand.
She shrugs. “Only if you don’t ask about our sex life. Which, by the way, was pretty much nonexistent the last couple years of our marriage. Made it kind of hard for me to get pregnant and have the family we planned.”
The idea of her pregnant by another man makes me want to punch the wall.
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t have kids with him.” My tone is rougher than I intend.
She smiles wistfully. “I’m glad too. I do want to have children, though. Have you ever thought about it?”
