CHAPTER 110
maverick
Idon’t want to go,” I muttered into Harley’s neck.
My lips drifted up to the spot under his ear—the one that made him moan slightly.
The sound went straight to my cock. It didn’t matter that we’d gone two rounds tonight, or that it was almost one in the morning as we stood in his living room trying to say goodbye. I still loved the sounds that he made.
“I know,” Harley whispered around a little yawn that was far too cute for a man in his mid-thirties.
“I think,” I said as I pulled away, “I need to find a dog sitter if we’re going to keep doing these late nights. Or maybe I can cash in on Roxy watching Duke overnight for me.”
“Or,” he began, his arms tightening around my waist, “you could just bring Duke over next time.”
I stared at him as I tried to figure out if he was serious, and those tired eyes stared back at me from behind his glasses as he nodded.
“Aria said we need to make space for Duke here, and I agree with her. I have no idea where to put a dog, and he’ll end up in her bed if we don’t have a solid plan.”
“He might end up in her bed anyway.” I chuckled. He absolutely adored her. He’d tried to leave my office with her and spent the day grumpy afterward. Millie was about to have some competition for his affection.
“Either way, maybe you should start bringing him over with you. We’ll have to do it eventually, right?”
I kissed him once. Twice. Three times. A smile overtook my lips as the understanding took over that he was beginning to figure out solid plans for our future, despite how scary change was. That much meant the world.
“Yeah, we do,” I agreed. I brushed my fingers through the hair at his temples. His eyes slid shut, his head tilting slightly into my hand. “Go to bed, princess.”
“Okay.” He sighed. “But you better text me when you get home, handsome, even if I’m asleep.”
“Deal.” I gently turned him around to face the stairs. “Up you go. I’ll lock up on my way out.”
He trudged up the stairs, dragging his feet in his tired state.
I stayed where I was until he disappeared and waited until I heard his bedroom door click shut.
The silence of the house pressed in around me, soft and comforting.
It made grabbing my things a chore. I double-checked the locks and made sure they were both secure as I wasted time, struggling to get out of there.
Leaving felt… off. Not wrong. Not awful. It just wasn’t what I wanted.
More than anything, I wanted to go back inside and crawl into bed next to him. I wanted to wake up to his pretty face and her endless chatter.