Chapter 32
CHAPTER 32
Devyn
“Here it is,” Riley announces.
We just pulled into the driveway of Riley’s new home. Our new home, rather. God, that’s so strange to say, but at the same time, it feels so right. The house is a Craftsman style, painted light blue with white trim. I smile when I see the white wooden swing hanging by some chains. I can easily picture relaxing on it under the covered porch, lying on Riley’s lap, with a cold beer in hand. The yard is meticulously landscaped and has a few mature trees offering shade.
“It’s perfect,” I say.
Riley smiles as he exits the vehicle. “Wait until you see the inside.”
I get out of the car and open the back door to help Nathan out. He immediately runs up the stairs and tries the front door .
Riley laughs. “Whoa, slow down there, buddy. I need to enter the code to get the key.”
Nathan furrows his brow. “How come we hafta have a secret code?”
Riley looks at his phone and punches in the combo his realtor gave him to unlock the lock box. “This funny looking thing is just temporary. It will be gone once the sale of the house is final.”
Nate bounces on the balls of his feet as he waits for Riley to open the door. As soon as the lock unlatches, Nathan sprints inside.
“Nathan! Wait for us!” I call.
Riley takes my hand and leads me inside, grabbing the back of Nathan’s shirt as he runs by. “Hold up, dude.”
Nathan stops mid-stride. “Aw, man!”
Riley chuckles. “I thought the three of us could look at the house together. Does that sound okay with you, buddy?”
Nate rolls his eyes. “If we hafta.”
I grab his hand. “Yes, we have to. Now behave yourself, mister.”
“Aw, Mom,” Nathan whines.
Riley smiles. “So, what do you think?”
The main level consists primarily of one big open space with dark plank wooden flooring throughout. The living room takes up the front portion and boasts a gas fireplace with large windows that allow tons of natural light to filter in. A gorgeous kitchen with an oversized island is toward the back. The cabinets are white, the countertops are quartz, and the appliances are stainless. There’s a nice-sized space in between that could easily accommodate a six-person table.
“It’s ginormous, Mommy!” Nathan exclaims.
“It sure is, baby. Riley, this is incredible. It looks like something off HGTV.”
Riley moves about opening doors for me to peek inside. “Coat closet, powder room, and pantry. The bedrooms and laundry are upstairs.” Riley tugs on Nate’s hand. “Do you want to go see your bedroom?”
“I get my own bedroom?” Nate asks.
Riley nods. “You sure do.”
Nathan looks up toward me. “But where will you be, Mommy?”
I make eye contact with Riley as I reply, “I’ll be right here with you, baby. The three of us are going to live here together.”
“What about Unca’ Drew?”
I kneel in front of him. “Uncle Drew is going to stay right where he is. I’m sure he’ll come over for lots of visits though. And if you miss him, I can take you to see him too.”
“Promise?”
Riley ruffles his hair. “We promise. You wanna go pick out your new room?”
Nathan’s face lights up. “I can pick?”
Riley nods. “You sure can. Mommy gets the biggest bedroom, but you can pick from the other two.”
“Then you get the one I don’t want?” Nate asks .
Riley gulps and looks at me. “That’s up to your mommy, dude. She gets to choose where I sleep.”
I feel the blush creeping into my cheeks as his words sink in. Even though I’ve agreed to move here, and I told him I was all-in, Riley doesn’t want me to feel pressured to sleep with him. We haven’t really had a chance to talk about it much, but I meant what I said. I’ve waited long enough for this opportunity. We’ve waited long enough. The three of us can finally be together every day. Riley and I can be a couple—in every aspect—and we can raise our son together. I can’t think of anything I’d want more.
Nathan giggles. “So she can make you sleep in the toilet?”
“Yep. She sure can.” Riley laughs, offering his hand to our son. “Let’s go pick out your room, buddy.”
Nathan grabs on, and Riley extends his free hand toward me. I clasp our fingers together and follow as he leads us up the stairs. There are two rooms for Nate to choose from, each one about ten-by-ten in size, with a full bath in between.
Nate points to the one on the right. “I want that one!” He runs into the room, arms spread wide, zooming around as he pretends to be an airplane. Nathan thinks it’s awesome his daddy designs planes for a living. He’s been buzzing around like this ever since Rye told him.
Riley stands in the doorway watching. “Hey, dude, are you going to be okay in here for a few minutes? I want to show Mommy her room.”
In reply, Nathan continues making plane noises.
Riley turns to me. “You ready? ”
I nod. “Lead the way.”
Riley
I take her into the master bedroom. Devyn trails her fingers over the light gray walls and walks across the room to perch herself on the window seat. She tilts her face toward the sun and checks out the view.
She presses her hand on the glass. “Oh, wow! You can see the water from up here.”
“You like it?”
“I love it , Rye. It’s absolutely perfect.”
I offer my hand to help her stand. “Let me show you the bathroom.”
She takes my hand and allows me to lead her into the en suite. Dev looks around the room from the marble double vanity to the rain head shower and finally, to the deep soaker tub.
She raises her eyebrows suggestively. “A tub built for two. Brings back some good memories.”
“Huh. Look at that. I didn’t even notice.”
She laughs and smacks me playfully. “Right.”
Devyn peeks into the small walk-in closet and steps back into the bedroom.
I shove my hands in my pockets. “So…”
She tucks a hair behind her ear. “So…”
We share a heated glance but don’t say a word. I can’t stand being so far apart, so I stalk toward her until she backs into the wall. She gasps when I place my hands on her hips and lean over to whisper in her ear.
“You’re not really going to make me sleep in the toilet, are you?”
She chuckles as she wraps her arms around my waist. “Hmm, I haven’t decided yet.” Devyn’s hands slide further south, until she’s grabbing my ass.
Well, okay then. I like where this is going.
I place soft kisses down the nape of her neck. “No? Maybe I can help you decide.”
She moans. “How are you going to do that?”
“I have some ideas…”
Devyn moves one of her hands from my backside over to my denim-clad erection. “Such as?”
I groan as I press into her palm. “Honey, you keep doing that, and I’m about to show you every idea I’ve ever had up against this wall.”
She shivers. “That sounds promising.”
I pull back to look her in the eyes. “You think so?”
She bites her lower lip. “Very much so.”
I smile as I hover over that sexy mouth of hers. I pause for a second, giving her a chance to back out before I press my lips against hers. She responds instantly, opening so I can slide my tongue between her lips. Fuck, she’s so warm and tastes so sweet.
I deepen the kiss, thrusting my tongue inside her mouth as I grind my body against hers. She pulls me into her, practically climbing me like a tree trunk. She keeps making these sexy little whimpers like she’s so hungry for me, she can’t get enough. Desperate to feel her bare skin, I glide my fingertips beneath her shirt and brush the underside of her breast.
She gasps. “Oh, Rye.”
“Whatcha doin’?” Nathan asks.
Shit!
We both break apart instantly. I didn’t even hear the little ninja come into the room. Devyn smoothes her shirt down, looking pointedly at the tent in my pants. She steps in front of me, so I can hide behind her as we face our son.
“Hey, buddy,” she says.
“Why were you making those funny sounds, Momma?”
Her eyes widen. “Um, your daddy and I were um…we uh…we were just making silly animal noises.”
Holy shit! Does she realize what she just said? Did Nathan catch it?
I know the moment it hits her. Her jaw drops, and she gives me a look that says, Oh my god, did I really just do that?
I adjust myself and hunch down to the floor. “Hey, bud. Remember when you asked me if I was your daddy?”
Devyn’s eyes widen. Oops, I guess I forgot to tell her about that.
Nathan nods. “Yep.”
“And do you remember what you said to me?”
“That it’s okay if you wanna be my daddy, but you have to wuv my mommy. ”
I smile. “That’s right, big guy. And do you remember what I said to you after that?”
He bounces on his feet. “Uh-huh. You wuv her.”
I glance up at Devyn, and she has tears pooling in her eyes as she silently watches our exchange. “That’s right. I did. So, are you okay if I’m your daddy?”
Nate scrunches his little face while contemplating my question. “Can I punch you in the nuts?”
I bark in laughter. “What? No, dude. You can’t punch me in the nuts. You probably shouldn’t do that to anyone.”
“Are you gonna get mad at me like Momma does when I say a bad word?”
I smile. “Probably. So what do you say? Can I be your dad?”
He shrugs. “I guess. As long as you don’t act like a duth-bag.”
“Nathan!” Devyn scolds.
I crack a smile. “I’ll do my best, buddy.”