Chapter 25
Together
Lynn
“Everything okay?”I ask as Trevor saunter into the bedroom holding a tray, his sweatpants hanging low on his hips.
“Yeah, finally got them to go to bed. I think Scoot has a crush on you.”
I chuckle at that. I’d showered and gotten ready for bed while Trevor has been spending time with the kids. Snacks decided she wanted to spend the night as well. After dinner I learned why Toby got the nickname Scoot.
We were all sitting on the couch watching TV, and inch by inch, he kept scooting closer to me until he was right under me. Jess said he’s always been like that with people he likes.
I didn’t mind. I thought it was cute. I enjoy hanging out with the kids. They are all so smart and well mannered.
That Snacks is a little Nanna. I swear she’s picked up most of Nanna’s mannerisms. I was waiting for Nanna to jump out of Paige’s body.
“What’s that?” I ask as he walks over to the other side of the bed and puts the tray down.
“I made us some hot chocolate to go with our sad-looking cupcakes.”
“Ugh, you really have room for more food? God, that little baby can cook her tail off. I have only dreamed of cooking just like Nanna. That little girl has mastered it.”
I roll over on my other side to face him. I love how comfortable this feels, like something we do every night. He sits with his back to the headboard. I move closer and place my head in his lap.
“She’s gotten better. She started cooking for everyone back in the fall. I didn’t know she was that good until she put me out the kitchen on Thanksgiving.
“Every dish we took to the ranch was scraped clean. To be honest, I think Cliff hid some of it and just gave us back the cookware.”
He places a hand on my back and begins to rub soothing circles. I sigh and wrap my arms and legs around his strong thigh.
“How is Cliff? Did he ever marry?”
“He’s doing a lot better, I guess. He doesn’t date much. When he does, he can only find all the ways she’s not Pook.
“There was one time I thought there was someone, but nothing came of it. They never stand a chance. He’s married to the ranch. Daddy did the right thing handing it over to him.”
“Do you regret not taking over?”
“Not really. I help out a lot. Ann does the books. Brad helps when he’s around and has taken over a lot of the business stuff. We’re doing what feels right and what’s best for the place.”
“It must be nice to be able to share the load.”
“Darlin’, have you opened the books? You don’t have to do this alone. I told you, I’m here to help,” he says with concern in his eyes.
“I’m exhausted. I’ll start fresh tomorrow. I’m right where I want to be tonight.”
He bends awkwardly to kiss me as I look up at him. We fall silence for a bit as he sips at his hot chocolate. I’m nearly drifting off when he moans, grabbing my attention.
“Oh my God, you have to try this. We nailed them. This tastes just like yours.”
I sit up as he holds the cupcake out for me to bite. I take it into my mouth and moan as it melts on my tongue. Covering my mouth, I lift a brow at him.
“I know you’re not taking credit for that baby’s work,” I tease.
“I helped,” he says with a sulking expression.
“I’ll have to see it to believe it. These taste nothing like those cement cakes you made in Italy.”
He picks up the other cupcake and drags it across my chest. I look back at him in shock. He laughs and reaches to tug me onto my back.
“Trev,” I squeal as he hovers over me to lick and suck the icing off. I lace my fingers in his hair as I wiggle and pant beneath him.
He peels the thin straps of my satin night shirt down, kissing, licking, and sucking his way across my skin. His hot mouth is a seduction all in itself. I know we did a ton of fucking in his truck earlier, but my pussy pulses for him all over again.
“I love you,” he groans in my ear.
“I love you too.”
It’s clear in his eyes that we’re going to spend the night making love. With each touch, I feel safe, cherished, and loved. It’s like he’s trying to fix the past with each caress.