Chapter 37
I rub his back while he eats, his gaze absently flicking to mine. I can’t help but feel content. We’ve always been close, but things have changed. The way I look at him, the way I feel about him. I have changed. It’s like everything has fallen into place. I wasn’t sure we were gonna make it.
I thought he might choose Derren. It’s the first time since I met Jerry that I’ve been unsure of anything.
I’m fully aware of how I look. I’ve had more partners than I care to remember.
I don’t mind admitting I’ve been a slut.
But I don’t regret any of it. Sex has always been great for me, but it has never been anything more than a fuck.
And I enjoyed every minute of it, but I’ve never wanted to go back before Scott.
I’ve never returned to a person once the night was over; I’ve never wanted to stay longer than a night.
But with him, I don’t want to fucking leave.
I don’t want him out of my arms. I want him like I’ve never wanted anyone, and it’s killing me to hold back.
Now he’s mine, I want to secure him, fuck him.
But after everything, I need to take it slow.
To show him this is something more than a quick fuck.
I blow out a breath, and he pushes the plate away and slides against me. His face rubs on my chest, and I wrap my arms around him, sliding under the covers and pulling him closer to me. He squirms, rubbing his hand over my stomach before he pulls away and climbs out of the bed.
“Where you going, Nerd?”
“I’m agitated. Uncomfortable, I just can’t. My skin feels irritated, I need a shower.”
“Hey, you okay?” I sit up in bed, concern etched across my face.
“Yeah, I just… I just need to shower. I need to wash the day off my skin. I won’t be long, okay?”