Thirty | Cassidy
Thirty
Cassidy
“Y ou want me to read it again?” I said with a laugh as I leaned against Sean in the oversized garden tub.
We came in an hour ago to shower and clean up, but I convinced him to soak in a hot bath with me instead. We opened the bottle of wine I’d brought with me and the book he got me and cuddled up in the tub as I read to him. It felt like we were back in time, never having missed a beat from where we left off all those years ago.
“I like hearing your voice as you read,” he replied, sighing contentedly.
“Well, then, how about we talk instead?”
“I like that idea too.”
“I don’t think there’s much you wouldn’t like right now,” I teased, already feeling his cock hardening behind me.
“I’m relaxing in a hot bath with a naked girl who gives the best head I’ve ever gotten. What’s not to like?”
“True. The only thing that would make this better would be freshly baked brownies with vanilla ice cream on top.”
“I’ll make you some when we go home?”
“Home?”
“Yep. I’ve decided that you’re coming to stay with me for a bit until we get fucking each other every twenty minutes out of our system.”
“That’s all fun and good, but what are we supposed to do about Christmas? I don’t think my family is going to take too kindly to me running outside to get my stocking stuffed if you know what I mean.”
“That’s easy, peasy. I’ll come inside and say hi before taking you to your room to ravage you and get my fill.”
“I don’t think they’re going to like that either,” I said with a laugh. “But you are welcome to come have dinner with us if you’re not busy.”
My heart fluttered in my chest as worry started to wash over me. We weren’t even technically back together—or at least we hadn’t talked about whether we were or not. I couldn’t just expect him to give up whatever plans he might have to join us.
“You don’t have to. There’s no pressure t—”
“I’ll be there, Cass,” he said, interrupting me as he held me tighter against him.
“Okay.” My voice was barely above a whisper as I thought about how I was going to explain all of this to my family.
“Stop overthinking things,” he warned, putting his hand on my thigh as my leg started to shake and the water sloshed over the side of the tub. “Everything will work out perfectly fine. I’ll go to dinner with you at your parents’ house if you come to lunch with me at my parents’ house.”
I turned my head to look at him, wondering if he was serious.
“You want me to come to your family’s lunch?”
“I do. I think it would be nice having you there.”
“What about Declan?”
“What about him?”
“I don’t know,” I rushed out, turning to face him the best I could. The tub was big, but it wasn’t really big enough to turn around without someone losing a limb. “Don’t you think things will be awkward between all of us after what happened?”
He shook his head, his answer evident on his face.
“Not at all. Eventually, we will all have to clear the air between us, and I think it’s better to do it now instead of waiting and dragging it out. We’re all adults. I don’t see any reason to keep letting this come between us.”
“That’s easy for you to say,” I replied with a soft laugh. “I’m still pretty angry with him for keeping us apart this whole time.”
“Well, not to worry. I know just the thing to get that anger out of you.”
He grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him, this time facing him as I straddled his lap.
“If this is how we’re going to deal with my anger, I might have to keep finding new things to be mad about,” I teased as I reached down and lined him up at my entrance.
He lifted his hips and pushed inside as I leaned forward and kissed him. We fit perfectly together, our bodies quickly becoming one as we made love.