Chapter Thirty-Nine
COLE
Wolverine love
Although need was pounding through me like an impatient fist on a door, the emotion I felt was so powerful, it caught me in a riptide.
Even though it hadn’t been that long. Even though she’d been here all along. I was so relieved to be in Adele’s presence with that last wall between us gone. That distance combined with how worried I’d been about her had left me feeling fragile and uncertain inside.
Once we were inside, Adele stood near the kitchen counter, twisting her hands. “Are you okay, Cole?” she asked, her voice quiet.
I took a slow breath and felt tears threatening. As I stopped in front of her, my hand was nearly shaking when I lifted it to cup her cheek. “I’m okay.” I paused. “This scared me.”
“I’m sorry about—” she began, but I shook my head.
“You don’t need to explain anything.” I swallowed.
“I may not be an expert on life or love, but for crying out loud, you don’t have to apologize for your heart rate getting out of whack.
” I brushed my thumb across her cheekbone.
“And now I understand why it happens. Rowan explained it really well. Even if it happens again, you’re going to be okay. ”
Adele blinked, a wobbly smile curling her lips. “I am. Thank you for being there for me today.”
“Always.” I stepped closer, nudging her chin up as I kissed her briefly before I rested my forehead against hers.
“I love you, Adele Jacks,” I whispered the words like a vow.
“I knew the moment I met you that I’d never forget you.
I just didn’t realize it meant I’d never want to let you out of my sight. ”
She giggled softly, the sound brushing my lips. “You tripped a wolverine.”
“I did.” I grinned. “And I’d do it all over again.”
“Would you now?”
“Absolutely.”
She rose up on her toes and closed the space between us. In that moment, I forgot everything but Adele, how much I loved her, and how much I wanted her to be with me forever.
What followed was a tangled hot mess. There was no finesse. I wanted her too much. Our clothes came off in a messy rush, strewn across the floor. I wanted to get to the bedroom and make it special, but that was too far away. So the couch it was. I dragged her onto my lap, and she straddled me.
“Cole Silver,” she murmured, her breasts brushing against my chest.
“Adele Jacks,” I rasped in return. “I love you.”
I rocked my hips upward, and she closed her eyes, letting out a whimpery moan. When she lifted her hips, I notched myself at her entrance, sucking in a sharp breath at the tease of her slick heat. On the heels of another breath, she sheathed me in her clenching, slippery channel.
“I love you,” I murmured again.
When I seated myself fully inside her, we held still for a moment, staring into each other’s eyes. My heart pounded hard and fast against my ribs. I savored the feel of her heart beating in tune with mine.
“I’m so lucky,” she whispered.
“We’re both lucky.”
She shifted her hips, and we began to rock together, chasing our release.
I teased my fingers over her clit when I began to feel her body tremble and clench tight.
She shuddered and cried out. I savored the sound of my name just before my own release stole my breath and sizzled through me.
I was left gasping as I held her close when she curled against me.
Afterward, she insisted we had to watch Tommy’s new favorite show. “Because it’s one of my favorites too,” she said with a grin.
“How do I not know this?” I asked.
“We haven’t watched much TV together, but if Tommy’s going to start baking, we might as well make it a whole group thing, where we all watch the show. We can make requests.” She waggled her brows.
In all honesty, initially, I was just humoring her. But as soon as the show got going, I discovered, in one evening, multiple recipes I wanted him to try, and the show was lighthearted and fun. “Okay, I’m on board.”
“We could all watch it over at the resort,” she said.
I glanced at her. She was curled against my side, wearing nothing but a tank top and underwear with one knee thrown over my bare leg.
“I don’t know. I mean, I’m all about the family activities, but I kind of like you dressed like this,” I teased her, trailing my fingers down between her breasts, before squeezing one lasciviously with a brow waggle.
When she giggled, the sound echoed in my thoughts as I fell asleep not much later.