Now that Emma was here in my bed, in my arms, it seemed like the risk had paid off. Hard to focus on negative what-ifs when I felt so damn comfortable right now.
Stella’s head popped up like she’d realized I was awake, and she jumped down to wait by my bedroom door.
“Alright, I’m coming,” I whispered.
I took Stella downstairs and out the side door. She did her thing in the stretch of grass by the sidewalk. Then it was back upstairs, but I held open the guest room door. “In you go. Sorry, girl. I need private time with your momma now.”
Slipping back into bed with Emma felt like an indulgence. Mmm, that was nice. She rolled to her side, ass pushing against me in her sleep. I bit back a groan so I wouldn’t wake her. But my cock was definitely awake. My morning wood had softened earlier, but now it swelled to full mast.
I couldn’t wait to finally get Emma naked and make her forget about her piece-of-shit ex. Or any other guy for that matter. Well, Icouldwait, but my cock wished it didn’t have to.
Emma yawned, butt wiggling against me again.Nngh.
She looked over her shoulder. “Somebody’s up.”
“Pun intended?”
“Yep. I couldn’t resist.”
I nudged her onto her back and lifted up to hover over her. “There’s something else in this bed I can’t resist.”
“I thought you’d be grumpy first thing in the morning.”
“Usually. But there’s this gorgeous woman in my bed. What’s there to be grumpy about?”
“Bet I could make you even happier.” She cupped her hand around the tip of my cock in my pajama pants. “Can I suck you?”
My phone rang, and I saw Piper’s name on the screen on my nightstand. At almost the same moment, the bell on the door downstairs rang. Damn it. No.
“Maisie’s back?” Emma asked.
“Yep. Missed her, but not the best timing.” I dropped my forehead to the pillow next to Emma. If I were a lesser man, I might’ve whined about impending blue balls.
Instead, we both jumped up. I grabbed for my jeans. Before Emma could scurry away, I held on to her wrist and stole another kiss. My lips refused to rush, lingering over hers.
Downstairs, Piper rapped on the door again.
“We’ll finish this later,” I murmured.
“Promise?”
“Cross my heart.”
Emma’s fingertip drew an X on my chest, and the muscle beneath gave an answering thump.
I increased the speed on my treadmill, as if that would make my morning go by faster.
“Geez, bro,” Callum complained next to me. “Somebody’s got energy.”
“You’re makin’ the rest of us look bad,” Judson said with a smile from my other side. He was jogging at a steady, methodical pace, the way he did everything.
I’d finished with my sole client appointment this morning, and now I was working out with Callum and Judson. Something I usually enjoyed. Today, though, my mind was elsewhere.
“Something happened last night.” Callum reached over to smack my arm. “Didn’t it?”
“Hey, hands to yourself. People are injured on treadmills every day.”
“This isn’t your classroom. Even if Imightbe acting like a child.” He grinned.
