Six Months Later
It’s the perfect evening. The kind where the sky is inky blue, not black and every star has come out to shine. The air is cool, but not cold, and you can smell the warmth of summer nipping at the breeze impatiently. I hum to myself as I pull back the cover on the hot tub.
Jeremiah walks out on the deck, barefoot, in nothing but his swim trunks, holding two freshly-poured glasses of sangria. “Your phone buzzed.”
“Is it Ellery?” He asks me as he walks over to the table where he left the phone. Ellery Isles surprised everyone by taking a leave of absence from the team a couple weeks after the charity auction. She left Vancouver. Only her father knows where she went and he hasn’t shared that information. “I don’t know.”
He hands me one of the glasses he’s holding and picks up his phone, frowning as soon as he unlocks it. “It’s Nolan reminding me for the hundredth time to pick up my suit for the wedding. He’s Groomszilla.”
I giggle. “Just tell him you already did.”
“Nah. I like to make him sweat.”
Jeremiah winks at me and we click our glasses together. "Don't get me wrong, I love hanging out with Jayden, but I'm kind of glad he bailed on going with us this weekend."
“And Tina decided to go to Disneyland,” I add, and I rock up to kiss him. It’s chaste, but I feel it in my toes. I never knew this kind of chemistry could last as long as it has with me and Jeremiah. I still get butterflies. I still light up when his name flickers across my phone screen. It’s young love, the wild, consuming, intense kind I never got to have. And I love it. “It’s nice to be alone, just the two of us.”
He puts his glass down on the small ledge that runs the tub for that exact reason and hooks his thumbs into his swim trunks. “It’s nice to do this, too.”
He shoves his shorts down his legs and steps out of them. He is buck naked, and the moonlight is doing him a favor and highlighting all his best parts. Including his growing erection. He playfully smacks my ass as he passes. “Come on, gorgeous. Come back to the scene of the crime.”
He gets into the tub. I laugh at his reference but slowly start to undo the robe I’m wearing. He thinks my swimsuit is underneath, but it’s still in my suitcase upstairs. So when the rob drops, his jaw does too, and I wink. “Great minds think alike.”
I don’t even pretend to sit on the bench. I get in the water and crawl immediately up into his lap. We kiss like we did that first night, with a mix of urgency and longing. Like we should know better, but don’t want to. Only now, we don’t have anything to hide and it creates a sense of intimacy we didn’t have that first night.
His fingers travel down my spine, ghosting the crack of my ass, which makes me moan in his ear before he wraps his hands around the backs of my thighs. "Now… I have so many things on my To Do list, I don't know where to start…"
He kisses me, tongue sweeping over my bottom lip teasingly before he pulls back to continue speaking. “Do I lift you out of this hot tub and lick your pussy? Do I slide my fingers between your legs and see how ready you are for me? Do I just haul you up and on my cock right here and now?”
He kisses me again. I smile. “There are no wrong choices.”
"Yeah but I think I'll start with something else that's on my list," he murmurs hands sliding back up to my ass, and then my sides, and finally he's holding my face gently. "I think I'll start by telling you that I've fallen completely in love with you."
“Oh,” the sound is a teeny startled gasp that escapes me. It’s not so much the words that cause it. It’s the way they make me feel. I don’t think I’ve ever believed that this level of happiness existed for me. But yet… I am absolutely swimming in it. And I have been since the day before Christmas. “Well, that’s convenient. Because I’m definitely in love with you.”
He grins his face glowing brighter than the moon. "Well, then… now that we have that checked off the list…"
He cups my ass, stands, and hauls me up and out of the tub. Water is sloshing out wildly as he drops my ass on the ledge next to his sangria, and he pushes my legs apart brazenly. "Now let's move on to the next things…"
I tip my head back, bury a hand in his hair, and bite back a moan. "Oh my God, I didn't know you were so into To Do lists. I think I love you even more now…"
He chuckles, not moving his mouth from my body, and I feel it everywhere.
This is still crazy. And still nonsensical. But it's also the best thing that ever happened to me. And as my thighs start to tremble and the cool night air makes every part of my body chilled, except the part his tongue is covering, I let out of string of expletives. And when I'm done panting and writhing and he's pulling me back into his lap, and onto his cock, he brushes my hair back and smiles softly. "I love us."
“I love us too.”