31. Noah
What if I want both of you?
This woman.
The one I told myself was out of my league since the moment I met her, wanted me?
I knew that was the outcome I was hoping for, but I still couldn’t blink when I looked at her, my mind tallying all the things I wanted to say and do in that moment.
“You want both of us? What does that mean?”
True’s brows dipped before she gave me a serious look. “It means I don’t want to choose between the two of you. But I can’t just be with you and not tell you what it is upfront. No secrets. So, this is your chance to run if you don’t want what I want.”
I wanted what she wanted. She had no fucking idea.
I wanted her to have everything she needed. Always.
And if that was me and my best friend, I would give it to her, a million times over.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to do this,” True rushed to say when I was still quiet. “It’s not conventional. And I know everyone isn’t open to sharing. So…”
Her voice subsided while she looked up at me with that wide-eyed stare I was beginning to love.
“I think Greyson is the only man I could share you with,” I answered truthfully.
Relief flooded her gaze as she twisted her lips. “Funny. He said the same thing about you.”
Her words stirred something awake inside of me. Before she showed up, I never knew I was capable of wanting someone who had someone else. But all my fantasies of True hinged on her being Greyson’s too. And to know he wanted the same thing…
My heart constricted and my dick swelled at the thought. Just like that, my body was overwhelmed with just the thought of them being in this with me. Of them wanting this as bad as I did.
I advanced on True, until she had no choice but to sit on the back of the desk I’d just given her. Then I cradled her face in my hands.
Our lips met in a deep kiss, and we made out until her hands found my hair again. Groaning, I relished the way her fingers massaged my scalp while her tongue massaged mine.
“I want to buy you flowers.” I stopped to kiss her then frowned. “Do you like flowers? I know Grey bought you some, but you can tell me if you don’t like them. I’ll buy you something else.”
True smiled against my lips. “I love flowers, Noah.”
“Okay.” I sought out her mouth again, softly nipping at her lips until another thought hit me. “I want to take you on dates. I want to cook more for you. I want to show you my favorite places. Most of them are at the resort. You should come for your official tour in two weeks. After the snow starts. It’s the best time to see everything…”
True tugged slightly against my hair, forcing my lips back to hers and tongued the rest of my rambling thoughts into oblivion. “We can do whatever you want, Noah. Anything you want.”
A fresh wave of adoration hit me at her soft words. I think I loved this woman. Was a month too soon to know if you loved someone?
I didn’t think so. I saw her every day, and fell harder every time I said goodbye to her, so it only made sense.
God, I could kiss her forever.
“We should get inside the house,” she panted, pecking my lips and looking around at the crowded doorway.
With a soft laugh, I nodded and took a step back. I’d brought the desk inside just enough for the screen door to close, and we hadn’t made it past her already cramped entryway. It was us, the desk and the walls that seemed to be getting closer the longer I stood here, kissing her.
Still cupping her face, I pressed my lips against her forehead, nodding. “Yea, let me finish moving this desk, mama.”
There weren’t a lot of options for where the desk could go, so I followed True to a corner of the living room and sat it in front of the double windows facing the woods.
“Perfect.” She clasped her hands in front of her, looking content. “I love it.”
The desk was small, only about five feet wide. I’d built a drawer under the lip of it, giving her a place to store all the pens and highlighters she was always carrying around.
I loved that she loved it.
“Is it close enough to your router?”
She shook her head. “I don’t have one of those, so it doesn’t matter.”
I reared back, damn near offended. “You don’t have internet in here?”
“No.”
“How do you watch Netflix and look up stuff for your books?”
“I use my phone or just wait until you take me to the bookstore.”
“I’d go crazy in this house with just my thoughts all day.”
She walked over, wrapping me in a loose hug while she stared into my eyes with a subtle lift of her brow. “I keep myself entertained.”
I read the sensual suggestion in her tone and wet my lips as a knot of desire formed in my throat. “Yea? How?”
She cocked her head, a seductive smile playing on her full lips.
“I can show you,” was all she said before she grabbed my hand and pulled me behind her to the open bedroom door. I followed without another word because I’d follow this woman to the edge of the earth.
Looking around the room, I tried to see if it was the same as I remembered. Before I fell hard as fuck for its owner. I hadn’t been in here since I freed that bird, but it looked more like her now. Everything was warm and cozy and smelled like her. Cherries. Vanilla. Shea butter. And True .
The antique chest at the foot of her bed was piled high with all the books she’d been buying at Goldyn’s shop.
She needs a bookshelf , I mused to myself before True appeared in front of me, wiping away any other thoughts that tried to form.
I wanted to make a joke about her not needing to seduce me, but the words died on the tip of my tongue when she held up a white wand between us.
A vibrating hum pulled my attention to the round head of it. The toy bobbed slightly under True’s manipulation.
“I can show you how I get off or I can get you off,” she whispered before tapping a button to increase the speed.
Yea, I was seduced.