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“Raincheck on the hot monkey sex?”
“Is that what we’re calling it now?” Delaney laughed.
I shrugged and locked the front door behind us. “It seems like a fitting description.”
Delaney dropped her car keys on the counter and kicked off her tennis shoes. “I would think you’re getting sick of me, but I have to say, I am completely exhausted and fine with a raincheck.”
I kicked off my shoes and emptied my pockets on the counter. “Oh, don’t worry, Del. I plan on cashing that raincheck in the morning when I know I’ll be rested up.” I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. “Did you have a good day?”
It was half past midnight, and the fireworks show Meg and Cyn had put on was more than amazing. Who would have thought two chicks in their fifties could put on a show that would rival the fireworks show the town put on?
“The best. I ate too much, spent time with you, and got to meet your family and friends. I’m deliriously happy.” She rested her hands on her stomach and sighed. “Though I gotta say, baby and I are ready to fall into bed.”
“Then let’s get you up those stairs and tucked in.”
I followed Delaney up the stairs and felt my dick stir in my pants as I watched her ass. Down, boy. “Next time we decide to not have sex, maybe I should be the first one to walk up the steps.”
Delaney laughed and looked over shoulder at me. “Am I teasing you, Mr. Perez?”
I patted her butt and sighed. “You sure as hell are, but I can wait to have you ‘til morning.” I reached the top of the stairs and swung Delaney up in my arms. “Mama and baby need their rest.”
She wound her arms around my neck and laid her head on my shoulder. “Amen to that,” she muttered.
Delaney’s eyes fluttered, and I knew she would fall asleep in my arms right there. “Stay awake two more minutes for me, mama.” I set her by the door of the bathroom, and she quickly did her business.
“I think I can make the walk across the hallway without you carrying me,” she laughed when she opened the door and I was still standing there.
She brushed past me and turned the light on in her room across the hallway. “You do know when my mom comes back, we’re going to have to stay at your house, right?” She shimmied her shorts down her legs and pulled her shirt over her head.
“I know, Del.” I had already talked to Remy and Frankie about it. They didn’t have a problem with Delaney being over more seeing as they were barely at the house anymore. Remy was over at Harlyn's ninety percent of the time, and when we weren’t on the road, Frankie was always with Brooks at his mansion in the ritzy part of Leeds Square. “Frankie plans on moving in with Brooks next month, and Remy is never really at the duplex either.”
“So we’ll have the place to ourselves mostly,” she sighed.
I tossed her one of my shirts, and she slipped it over her head after she took her bra off. She climbed into bed while I got undressed and pulled the covers up to her chin. “My bed smells like you,” she whispered.
I stripped down to my underwear and crawled into bed next to her. “That’s because this is where I belong.”
“Oh, is it?” she laughed.
I gathered in my arms, pulled the covers over both of us, and she relaxed into me. “You gonna tell me this isn’t where I belong?”
She laid her hand on my chest. “No. I’m good with you right where you are.”
“So am I, Del.”
Right here with Del in my arms is exactly where I belonged.
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